Not Qualified to Challenge

Su Zhan has already begun his challenge with the second Murals. His movements are as fluid as flowing water. He still doesn't deliberately observe, yet it's as if he has practiced the swordsmanship of the Sword Cultivator in the Murals before.

Perhaps this scene spurred those who hadn't yet cleared the first Murals, or perhaps this spurring began after Su Zhan passed the first level; in any case, their current state was extremely unstable.

Everyone was furious. If they were so easily swayed, they would have rejected Su Zhan's proposal outright in the first place. What was this all about?

Doesn't this increase the likelihood of failure?

In the end, weren't they the ones who got screwed over?

"If you can't even pass the first test, you won't even get the basic recognition from the Heavenly Painting Hall."

"Without that golden light, they wouldn't even be qualified to challenge the second Murals."

"Heh, if I were them, I wouldn't have the face to stand here."

"They even belittle Young Master Su; I don't know where they get their courage and confidence."

The Elder of Underworld Mountain spoke up one after another.

They were smug at the moment. Even though Su Zhan hadn't won the final victory yet, they were still highly competitive. In their eyes, only Qi Liang could rival Su Zhan.

Besides these, there are indeed a few other decent ones, but they haven't even passed the test of the first Murals yet, so they won't be competitive after that.

Anyway, it's obvious now that only two are more likely to have the last laugh, one of whom is Su Zhan. Why should they be polite? They can just laugh at the others. After all, they were very impolite to Underworld Mountain and Su Zhan, so they don't have to be polite to each other.

The expressions on everyone's faces immediately turned even more grim.

Just as they were about to retaliate, they discovered that their men were beginning to fail one after another.

There were twenty or thirty people, and in the blink of an eye, only half remained.

The remaining half left their leader on tenterhooks, and he immediately forgot about arguing with the Elder of Underworld Mountain.

The other half was heartbroken and, not caring whether it affected others, started cursing.

Why are you so incompetent?

"Fool! You couldn't even pass the first Murals test. How could you have described yourself as so powerful? It wasn't that I misjudged you; you deliberately lied to me."

"Do you even know what you've caused me to lose, you damn thing?"

"Get over here and kneel down."

King of the Underworld and his companions were immediately displeased.

I turned to look at them.

"Stop making noise."

"Otherwise, we won't be so polite."

"Since you've all failed, you should leave."

"Don't shout here."

Those who had lost their chance were even more furious to see that those who had previously stood with them against King of the Underworld and his allies were now siding with King of the Underworld.

Even though it's clear they're protecting themselves, not King of the Underworld, it's still hard to accept.

But they also knew that there was no point in making a fuss. Since they had already failed, they could only keep an eye on those who could still pass the level. As long as someone opened the Heavenly Painting Hall, they could try to steal it.

This is why those Sword Cultivator prefer to cooperate with others rather than come here to challenge on their own. They need to be able to pass the level and defend it. Otherwise, if they rely on themselves, they will just be opening up the Heavenly Painting Hall for others and gain nothing. They may even be besieged.

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.

Those Cultivator who failed immediately slunk away.

There's no point in them staying; they might even incur resentment.

Therefore, having lost his life, he dared not stay and wait to pick up bargains.