Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao (70)

"No!" Miserable screams rang out. The protective star power of the three peak Star Sea Realm cultivators ignited like paper, turning them into human torches in an instant. Screaming, they crushed their jade talismans and vanished. The black-clad youth wildly swung his dagger, carving out layers of black radiance to defend himself, but the flaming sword qi found its way through every gap, instantly burning through his defenses and swallowing him whole.

When the firelight faded, only several charred Battle Talismans remained, along with the black-clad youth's unwilling roar before he disappeared. With a sweep of his sleeve, Su Han collected the Battle Talismans. After a quick count, he found that he had gained nearly thirty more, bringing his total close to a hundred.

He did not linger. His figure turned into a wisp of smoke and swiftly departed. The commotion from the battle just now had been considerable; it had likely drawn others' attention.

On the evening of the third day, a grand voice rang out across the secret realm's sky. "The three-day period has ended. All disciples are to cease fighting and prepare for teleportation."

Su Han held the one hundred and thirteen Battle Talismans in his hand, his heart settling. This number was more than enough to advance.

A flash of light later, Su Han and the other surviving disciples were teleported back to Qingyun City's square. The moment they appeared, a wave of clamor crashed over them. Some disciples cheered, some looked dejected, while familiar companions embraced each other in relief. A massive light screen appeared above the square, displaying the names of the top thousand advancing disciples and their Battle Talisman counts. Su Han's name stood prominently at eighty-seventh place.

Seeing Su Han safe and sound, and ranked so highly, True Person Ziyang finally revealed