The white grape-like fruit they found later was edible, though it tasted bland—neither sour nor sweet, as if it had no flavor at all. The only thing worth mentioning was that it contained a lot of water. Rock ate several, and juice ran all over his mouth.
"Exactly, exactly! Didn't he just perform a little better during the trial? What's so impressive about that? Didn't he still get nothing? It's all empty fame!" someone chimed in, doing their utmost to belittle Tu Ming.
Before they could even catch their breath, chunks of rock came crashing down from above. Many were struck until their heads split and blood flowed, crying out in agony as all kinds of Origin Energy and Demon Cores surged forth to shatter the falling stones.
Whether human or beast, all would feel a bloodthirsty urge rise in their minds. Very few living creatures dwelled nearby, and anything that could survive here, regardless of species, would be several times crazier than those elsewhere.
Moreover, killing opponents earned points. Likewise, forcing other geniuses to crush their tokens and flee the Vermilion Bird Secret Realm also earned points.
The monk's figure once again gave Ye Yang a familiar feeling. He grew suspicious. Why did everyone look so familiar today? Had he killed too few people lately and become mentally unstable?
"I had thought that most members of the Chang Le Clan specialized in medicine or Talisman Seals. This is my first time seeing such powerful Body Techniques from the Chang Le Clan." You Ma exclaimed in amazement.
The situation was gradually improving, but remaining unconscious was not a solution. Throughout history, there had been people whose bodies were perfectly normal, yet who spent their entire lives asleep. Qing He was growing anxious as well and quickly summoned several King Tier