"You!" Emerson whipped his head toward Remus, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.His spirit energy uncontrollably surged out of his body, rolling around him. He had forgotten how many times he had wanted to kill Remus, to crush him into dust.Remus was just a mere Golden Stage cultivator, so how dare he insult him over and over again!"What are you trying to do?" Wilda suddenly spoke up, her tone turning cold.If not for Remus seeing through everything, she might have been deceived by Emerson. She continued, "Romus is not wrong, you... did not truly comprehend the technique. You passed by cheating, and hereby, I declare you've failed the assessment! You may leave..."Before she could finish, Elena suddenly said, "You may continue to comprehend. Remember, this is your last chance. And the rest of you, you can also continue to comprehend. This is your last chance as well. If you dare to take shortcuts again, your qualification for the assessment will be immediately revok

When Wilda uttered those words, a long-lost smile bloomed under her veil.Her eyes softened considerably as she looked at Remus.Even without mentioning the karma she had observed before, she favored him more between him and Emerson.The reason was simple. Emerson was arrogant and impulsive, relying on his superior cultivation to constantly seek attention and show off.In contrast, Remus was much more humble. He simply carried out the challenges, and impressively so at every turn, without expecting praise or boasting about his prowess.Compared to her smile, everyone else felt as if a bomb had dropped, and they were shocked to their core."What? Does that mean these snowflakes were summoned by Romus? How is that possible?""He's just a minor Golden Stage cultivator, how could he have comprehended it?""Impossible, this can't be, why him?"The cultivators voiced their disbelief, their eyes wide open.They had always underestimated Remus, even harboring thoughts of revenge. Yet

Emerson's staff strike was incredibly fierce, surrounded by an intense chill that crystallized the mist in the air where it passed.Its speed was so fast it seemed to traverse through space.In just one second, he had already begun his attack. In the next, the staff was already crashing down upon Remus' head.With power enough to warp space itself, even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage would be reduced to ashes.Fortunately, Remus had been on guard since Elena's abrupt interjection.Hearing her command to start, he immediately released his spirit energy to protect himself.However, it was already too late to dodge.The staff slammed down onto Remus' head.The collision between the spirit energy-formed staff and Remus' protective spirit energy produced a deafening noise.The exploding energy sent nearby cultivators flying backward.In the next second, the staff broke in half.Remus spat out a mouthful of blood, managing to withstand the blow but sustaining internal inju

When Wilda heard the response, her eyes widened in disbelief beneath her veil.She had harbored a glimmer of hope, believing that Elena might have falsely claimed it was the Saint Master's order.After all, there was no reason for the Saint Master to let disciples who had already entered the sacred lands fight each other to the death, as it would result in losses for Monington.But Morris and others' words confirmed it was indeed the Saint Master's command.Why would the Saint Master have such a demand?Elena's shock was palpable, her disbelief mirrored in her wide eyes. She had entirely made it up, yet it turned out to be true.In a mix of confusion and curiosity, she pressed, "Did the Saint Master truly decree this?"Morris and the others nodded in confirmation.Seeing them nod, Wilda's heart sank.If they were left to fight each other, the one standing last would undoubtedly be Emerson, whose cultivation far exceeded everyone else's.As for Remus, the one she had placed gr

Remus was already on the ground, using the last remnants of his spirit energy to withstand the all-encompassing assault.Although their power did not match Emerson's terrifying ability to inflict internal injuries with a single blow, the sheer number of attackers and the density of their attacks were continuously draining his spirit energy.He wanted to counterattack but found himself too weak to even dare to make any sudden moves, fearing any slight movement would expose a vulnerability that could lead to his death."I just need one chance, just a gap of an opportunity, I must wait," Remus continuously reminded himself internally.His resolve to fight wasn't baseless bravado.He still had dozens of Energy Replenishing Pills, dozens of Beast Inner Cores, and two Spirit Vessels on him. All of which could rapidly replenish his spirit energy, but he just hadn't had the chance to use them yet.At that moment, a furious shout erupted from the back of the crowd, "A bunch of useless foo