Crack—crack—

Above the heavenly dome, spring thunder roared with fury, endlessly weaving and sparking within the layers of dense leaden clouds like a spider web.

The raindrops grew increasingly violent, like raging river waters crashing against jagged rocks, cascading down in a torrential flow.

Under the White Jade Arch, upon the vast open ground.

Columns of rain hammered against the rooftop of the carriage, shattering into bursts of water, transforming into a massive white veil of mist.

Inside the carriage were nobles and dignitaries sent by the great noble families and state cities to deliver divine prodigies. They sat upright and composed, their gazes fixed as they watched the sword aura intertwining images before them.

Farther away, the Jianghu guests who had flocked from all corners to Qianyuan Dao City craned their necks in anticipation.

Among the four divine prodigies, one remained who belonged to the alien race, which made everyone tense with unease.

If the one eliminated turned out to be the alien from the Da Li Royal Court, it would naturally be a cause for celebration—even the Jianghu guests present wouldn’t be able to suppress their cheers.

The Da Li Royal Court… and Great Vista were practically sworn enemies.

Though separated by the desolate wastes, in the Tongyou Corridor of the Tongyou Road, countless conflicts erupted repeatedly. You State often turned into a battleground for war, and many Great Vista warriors perished on those sands.

Even though Great Vista and Da Li had established a nearly 60-year-long truce agreement in the Tongyou Corridor, the friction and hatred between the two nations wouldn’t fade so easily.

After all, how much blood had the ancestors shed for Great Vista? How could the enmity and grief from that spilled blood simply be forgiven or forgotten?

To be precise, the Qian Yuan Divine Sect likely did not desire to see an alien ascend as the Young Sect Master.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been this so-called direct disciple assessment under the guise of selecting a Young Sect Master.

After all, Lv Taibai already had a royal descendant from the Da Li Royal Court under his wing, ranked first on the True Inheritor List. If they truly wished for an alien to become Young Sect Master, why make such a grand spectacle?

It could only be said that the emergence of Jin Taixui had caught the Qian Yuan Divine Sect off-guard.

And at the time, Lv Taibai had declared that he would teach without discrimination—he couldn’t very well refuse to let Jin Taixui participate in the selection, could he?

If Chi Kuang could join the Qian Yuan Divine Sect as a direct disciple of the Sect Master, why couldn’t Jin Taixui?

Many people cast their gazes towards Lv Taibai, speculating that the Taibai Sect Master must have prepared contingency plans.

Surely, an alien would never assume the position of Young Sect Master!

When Gongshu Wentian opened his eyes…

The vast open ground instantly erupted with gasps of astonishment, even causing many formidable figures from the noble families to lose control of their emotions in that moment!

Was it possible… this matter was spiraling completely out of the Sect Master’s grasp?

“Hahaha… As expected of the Great Witch God’s bloodline!”

“Raised under the influence of the Great Witch God since childhood, their heart forged to its utmost limits—Heart Test… is the specialty of the Young Witches from my clan!”

The two black-cloaked experts from Wushen Mountain stroked their beards and roared with laughter.

The symbols painted on their faces seemed to come to life, glowing with animation.

Their laughter was unbridled, utterly wanton, stirring the icy fury flickering in the gaze of Gongshu Jingjun, seated under the White Jade Arch.

Gongshu Wentian was a descendant of the Gongshu Family—one of the ancient noble families residing in the Divine Capital, deeply rooted with profound heritage. Gongshu Wentian had come with the singular goal of securing a direct disciple position under Lv Taibai.

Unexpectedly, an unexpected complication had arisen.

Yet, Gongshu Jingjun understood Gongshu Wentian’s predicament well. Gongshu Wentian’s mindset was inherently fragile—despite his exceptional talent, he was nicknamed the “Tofu Dao Heart” for his excessively delicate mental state. Even the slightest setback lodged deeply in his heart, shattering his Dao Heart.

Fortunately, although Gongshu Wentian’s Dao Heart was fragile, it would always rebuild itself after breaking. However, even after reconstruction, it remained as delicate as tofu, ready to break again at any given moment.

As was to be expected.

Gongshu Wentian, having been expelled from the Qiankun Small Cave Heaven, watched as the three strands of Dao Yun he obtained during the first trial were stripped away entirely.

Agony swept across Gongshu Wentian’s face as he clutched his chest, his Dao Heart shattered to pieces beyond repair.

His Dao Heart… had never been more thoroughly destroyed than it was today!

Rebuilding it this time would likely take at least a month!

Li Nuanxi…

Who exactly was she?

No!

This little girl…

Isn’t even human!

…

…

Heart Test, within the Illusion Realm.

Xi Xi gripped the Purple Flame Serpentine Spear tightly, the black flames dancing along its surface slowly receding and dissipating. When at last the pure violet flames began rising and flaring,

A heavy pressure surged into Xi Xi’s body.

The overwhelming power of the Purple Flame Serpentine Spear, as a mythical weapon, was far beyond what Xi Xi could wield in her current state. Although she frequently relied on the divine power emitted by the Fire Tip Spear to enhance her Fusion Soldier Body Refining,

Her physical body had only reached the level of a Qi-Blood Furnace in terms of strength.

However, with the loss of the black patterns’ power, mastering the Fire Tip Spear now seemed entirely unattainable.

Swoosh—

The Fire Tip Spear transformed into a stream of violet fire, coiling like a serpent around Xi Xi’s arm before slipping under her skin, vanishing into her tendons and bones.

Xi Xi immediately felt a rapid weakening of her strength.

Simultaneously, the Prison Lotus Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel beneath her feet began shedding its black sparks, and its Prison Lotus-like silhouette faded into nothingness.

Xi Xi tilted her head slightly, the Golden Light Wheel dove into her tiny feet.

The once-gleeful Xi Xi, who had fought joyfully and slaughtered evildoers all along her path, was now forced to land on the ground, stepping squarely into a pool of blood.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Fei Lei City,

A silver brilliance erupted, thick and unyielding, while death qi and corpse qi churned and boiled like a fierce savage corpse. The Silver Gang whipped about like a mad Jiaoshe, ripping through the air, a harbinger of slaughter surging forth as though emerging from the depths of death.