They would have to be stuffed out of their minds to come here.
Within their own factions, they were the hope of the future, the next generation at the helm. Yet if they came to Tongtian Pavilion, the best outcome would be becoming an elder's personal disciple.
They would have to be out of their minds to take part in Tongtian Pavilion's disciple recruitment trial.
"I have a bad feeling about this."
Suddenly, Ye Lin frowned. A faint sense of unease had just stirred within him. At his level of cultivation, his body's reactions could not possibly arise from nothing.
"You too? I have a bad feeling as well."
Murong Hanxuan frowned too. The two stood where they were, looking around in every direction. If both of them had sensed something at once, it meant someone was targeting them from the shadows.
Sure enough, in the next moment, a piercing howl rang out from afar. A three-headed giant dragon flapped its wings as it flew toward them.
The giant dragon had a pair of purple wings, its three heads raised high, while rows of Bone Spikes lined its back, making it look utterly terrifying.
Even more unbelievable, it had four claws growing from its abdomen.
"You two, kill this three-headed dragon within half an hour, and I'll count you as having passed the trial. If you can't kill it, go back where you came from."
A voice no one else could hear entered the two men's ears. The next moment, Ye Lin discovered that he could fly.
"Well, damn. We're being singled out."
Ye Lin said with a smile, Bloodthirsty Demon Sword in hand. He then leaped high into the air, standing in midair as he faced the three-headed dragon.
The three-headed dragon radiated a violent, tyrannical aura, as though