"Set out." The elderly man serving as the examiner gave the order in an even tone. As he spoke, he casually waved the staff in his hand. A ball of green light enveloped his body, and he actually rose from the ground, floating a meter above it as he moved forward.
"You may treat me as though I do not exist. I will not offer you any assistance either, unless you intend to withdraw from this Selection Competition." The old man's voice drifted over from ahead. The green light suddenly intensified, and in the next instant, the examiner vanished into thin air.
The others were all startled by the examiner's sudden disappearance. Only Long Haochen's gaze flickered as he subconsciously glanced toward the side behind him.
"This is the map." Lin Jialu drew a parchment map from her robes and spread it out before them. "We need to head east all the way, then infiltrate the Devil Race's territory. These are for you." As she spoke, she took out five round tokens. Keeping one for herself, she handed the other four to the others.
Long Haochen accepted the token and looked it over. It was exquisitely made, forged entirely from mithril, with a light purple gemstone embedded in it. It gave off faint magical fluctuations.
"These are our identification tokens for the Demon Hunter Group Selection Competition. The reverse records our identities, origins, and participant numbers. If we fail the Entry Pass test, the examiner will take these tokens back. With these tokens, the Alliance garrison will not give us trouble, but neither will they provide us any help. Once we enter Devil Race territory, everything will depend on us. It would be best if we encountered several Devil Race patrols. So long as we complete the task of killing