A thousand years had passed. All individual events had ended, and the scores had basically been finalized.
The names of the top ten glittered with Golden Light, but the real test was only beginning now.
The semifinal challenge was revealed.
A large-scale Illusionary Realm themed around "Tribulation Rescue."
All Disciples would enter simultaneously, scattered throughout the Illusionary Realm.
Inside, the sky collapsed and the earth split apart. Weak Water poured back in, Earth Fire erupted, Calamity Qi filled the air, and magical power was restricted—every bit used was one bit less.
The Disciples had to rescue those trapped amid the chaos while guarding against malicious people hidden among them.
Those people would pretend to be injured, then stab you the moment you approached.
They also had to constantly guard against Calamity Qi eroding their minds. Once controlled by it, they would be unable to distinguish friend from foe.
After explaining the Rules, the referee added one more sentence.
"The Illusionary Realm was personally arranged by a Saint."
The Disciples collectively drew a sharp breath.
An Illusionary Realm personally arranged by a Saint meant that its scenes would be nearly identical to those of a real Tribulation.
Although Farm Teachings Disciples were protected by Farm Teachings, except for those who had not yet joined Farm Teachings during the Tribulation,
most of the others had never truly experienced a Tribulation. They had merely watched water screen recordings and taken notes under Su Miao's arrangements.
But that was enough to make them vigilant. Before even entering the Illusionary Realm, they were already silently reciting the Heart-Clearing Mantra, determined not to give Calamity Qi or Evil Qi the slightest opening.
The competition began.
All Disciples were teleported into different parts of the Illusionary Realm, randomly scattered apart.
The sky was gray-black. Calamity Clouds hung