Only this one battle had drastically reduced the number of Dust Rank newcomers once again.
It had to be said—the Demon Heaven Sect's method of cultivating disciples like raising venomous insects was truly ruthless.
After Su Mei left, the newcomers returned to their respective places and holed up in their coffin rooms to cultivate.
The Demon Heaven Sect's assessments were strict. If they failed to meet the standards in the tests to come, who knew whether they would simply be sent to their graves?
Therefore, everyone worked exceptionally hard.
There was no helping it. If one failed an ordinary sect's assessment, at most, one would be marginalized and lose a little in resources.
If one failed the Demon Heaven Sect's assessment, whether one would still be alive was another matter entirely.
The coffin rooms were low, dark, and damp. A normal person could hardly stand upright inside them and had to hunch over, entering with difficulty before sitting cross-legged on the bed.
The discomfort alone could be endured.
What was more fatal was that the spiritual energy in the coffin room was mediocre.
Xiao Chen possessed the Martial God Physique, which could not be nourished without an ocean of spiritual resources. Remaining inside the coffin room made his cultivation speed unbearably slow.
"The strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. The Demon Heaven Sect is forcing its disciples to improve themselves. No, I need to get to Merit Hall as soon as possible and figure out how to earn merit. Staying in this damned place for even one extra day is wasting my life!"
Xiao Chen focused his mind and tried to gather spiritual energy to nourish King Sea. However, the spiritual energy was like mist. Although it was far more condensed than in Western Hall, compared to