"Those martial artists who have decided to continue to the final test, come to me now. Everyone else, leave at once!" the Chief Eunuch said coolly.
His gaze swept over the martial artists who had passed the second round, one by one.
At once, seven or eight Rogue Cultivators stepped forward and came to a halt before the Chief Eunuch.
They had come to take the test in hopes of securing more cultivation resources. Naturally, they wouldn't pass up such a good opportunity.
Once a few had led the way, others quickly followed.
Many martial artists stepped forward.
Lu Yang had come for Ji Qingyi in the first place, so he mingled with the crowd and went forward as well.
Before long, most of the martial artists had stepped up before the Chief Eunuch.
A few hesitated only briefly, yet the others had already left them behind.
Though they still harbored some misgivings, their family members and fellow disciples had already begun sending urgent, stern transmissions, urging them on.
This final test was plainly the Emperor's open stratagem. But since they had come this far, even if they wanted to withdraw, their families would never allow it.
If they withdrew, it would spell disaster for their entire Lineage and sect.
Naturally, the Emperor wouldn't say anything openly. Taking the test was voluntary; anyone could come and go as they pleased.
But fighting the Devil Race was a matter concerning the entire Great Jun Dynasty—and even the whole human race.
The fate of the people of the Nine Provinces, and their very survival, hung in the balance!
In ordinary times, whenever there was something to gain, you all fought tooth and nail for it, none willing to yield. Now the Imperial Court had a task for you, and you were shrinking