For a moment, the clan disciples erupted into fierce discussion like a pot of boiling water.
"It is said that the subterranean demons are immensely strong, possessing boundless divine strength and savage natures. They are killing machines. At the same level, one of them is worth three humans."
"Damn it, what are we supposed to do? Can I even be a match for one?" a young noble said dejectedly. He was his family's entire hope.
"Cultivating immortality has never been about riding cranes in carefree leisure, calmly sipping tea among the clouds, or visiting friends in one's spare time." Seeing the clan disciples chatter among themselves, one examiner's expression grew even colder.
"Let me tell you: the immortal path is fearlessness of heart, the extermination of all demons. Inner demons and outer demons alike must be slain. The road of immortality is a road of cutting through thorns and briars, and also a road of using the sword of the Dao to sever illusion and seek one's true self. Slaying outer demons and taking the first step onto the long immortal road begins here."
"Wang Hao, you are the legitimate son of the Marquis Who Suppresses Demons of the Great Virtue Dynasty. You will go first."
"Fine!" Upon hearing his name called, the clan disciple who had complained about arriving at the Yuhua Sect without servants strode to the center of the hall. Alone, he faced the pitch-black door and waited for the Divine Strength Puppet to emerge.
"Open the door!"
Seeing that Wang Hao had taken his position in the center, the examiners exchanged glances and waved their hands at the same time. Several streaks of light shot into the pitch-black door.
Crash!
The mist sealing the pitch-black door instantly dispersed.
A demonic shadow nearly one and a half