The Contest

"How is this possible?"

The Nascent Soul True Person of Liri Sect kept urging the great banner, sending out blazing flames. He had barely escaped the encirclement of the goat-headed, human-bodied monsters and hadn't even had time to catch his breath when the mist before him parted, revealing the surroundings.

The countless exotic flowers and plants were secondary. What mattered most was that several ferocious beasts had spotted him too and were closing in with ill intent.

There were only a few of them, but they filled him with even greater terror than the army of goat demons that had surrounded him before.

That was because every one of them had a Nascent Soul-level cultivation. The one in the middle was especially enormous, like a small mountain, its aura deep and unfathomable. It was actually comparable to a Human Immortal!

"I'm a dignified Nascent Soul True Person! I came here entrusted with an important mission by my sect, and I have a rare treasure to protect me. How... how could I possibly die here?"

The Nascent Soul True Person's face was full of unwillingness. He waved the great banner again and again, and black smoke surged into the sky as flames swept across the land.

Alas, all his struggles were futile.

A moment later.

"I hate this..."

Accompanied by a roar of utter unwillingness, a tremendous explosion erupted with a thunderous boom.

Amid the wreckage, a Nascent Soul wrapped itself in a banner and tried to flee through the air.

At that moment, the mountain-sized demonic beast gave a resounding snort.

With the snort, a yellow-and-white light swept out, stretching like a bolt of silk. It extended and contracted once, hooking the Nascent Soul and its treasure and swallowing them whole. Then all fell silent...

"It seems this wretched