For them, this might mean losing their only chance to truly prove the Dao.
"Also, don't think that coming to the Transformation God Abyss means you are completely out of danger. If that is what you think, then you are gravely mistaken. On the contrary, this is only the beginning. The Third District does not keep idlers. Only the top thousand may remain here; only those who squeeze into the top thousand in the ranking competition are qualified to stay. In the past, the elimination rate for newcomers was as high as ninety percent. The quality of you newcomers this time is somewhat better, so your survival rate may be higher, but at least half of you will still be eliminated!" Hu Yan Ao Nu said with a wicked smile, sounding utterly unconcerned.
Everyone's hearts tightened. An elimination rate as high as ninety percent—they simply could not imagine what kind of brutal battles could produce such a terrifying rate. These people were no trash. On the contrary, without exception, they were all outstanding figures of the Po Wang Realm, the cream of the crop among legends, yet they were eliminated like garbage. One could well imagine just how frightening it was.
Everyone silently steeled themselves. They had to stay within the top thousand. Otherwise, if they were eliminated the moment they arrived, how could they ever show their faces again when they returned?
"So work hard. Cultivate with fear, cultivate with a sense of shame, then crawl upward inch by inch like dogs. Sooner or later, you will be able to climb up!" Hu Yan Ao Nu said with a cold, chuckling sneer.
Everyone's faces flushed red with fury, yet not one of them dared to make a move. This Hu Yan Ao Nu before them was no ordinary expert.