Tian Hua's Goodwill

When the Universe level sixth order opponent appeared, it had already displayed the strength of a fourth-layer domain. Golden Horn felt obvious pressure. His opponent's speed and strength had increased drastically; even if he went all out with his clones, he could no longer break through its defenses so easily.

He fought while retreating, continuously teleporting through the gaps in his opponent's attacks. Claw light rained down, weakening its defenses again and again.

In the end, after sustaining several bone-deep wounds, he narrowly won.

The eighth match: a Universe level seventh order Wild Bull.

Golden Horn gritted his teeth and charged forward.

This Wild Bull's domain had already reached the fifth layer, and every attack carried terrifying law pressure. Golden Horn gave it everything he had, sending a hundred clones attacking at once and clashing head-on with his opponent for dozens of exchanges.

In the end, just as the Wild Bull tore apart half his body, he pierced its throat with a claw. Both transformed into motes of light and vanished across the wilderness.

"Eighth match, victory."

Outside, silence had fallen. A pin dropping could have been heard.

The scene before him shifted, and Golden Horn's body re-formed.

"Second round, group battle."

The mechanical voice sounded again.

Before its words had even faded, densely packed Wild Bulls appeared out of thin air across the wilderness. A single glance revealed exactly one hundred Stellar level ninth order Wild Bulls.

Golden Horn's scalp went numb.

More than a hundred Wild Bulls charged toward him at once. The earth trembled, dust billowed, and they surged like a torrent of steel.

Taking them head-on was suicide.

He took a deep breath, and his figure instantly vanished from where he stood. The next moment, he appeared behind the herd and struck the back of one Wild Bull's head with a claw. It collapsed at once.

Teleport, strike, teleport again, strike again.

Golden Horn flickered in and out among the Wild Bulls like a silver phantom. Every time he appeared, a Wild Bull fell; every time he vanished, his opponents' attacks missed.

"He's too fast!" "The Wild Bulls can't hit him at all!" Those watching the light screen outside cried out in alarm.

But the Wild Bulls were not lambs waiting for slaughter. They quickly grew smarter, forming groups of three to five and standing back-to-back in circles, heads facing outward and horns pointed ahead, guarding themselves without a gap. No matter where Golden Horn teleported, he would face several pairs of horns at once.

He began to suffer injuries. One Wild Bull's horn grazed his calf, leaving a bloody mark that made him frown in pain.

But Golden Horn did not stop.

Fifty, sixty, seventy...

His scales were covered in cracks, blood dripping from his wounds and staining the ground beneath his feet red. Yet his gaze remained calm. Every teleport landed precisely in an opponent's blind spot, and every strike took a Wild Bull's life.

Finally, the last Wild Bull crashed to the ground.

Golden Horn stood amid a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, gasping for breath.

The mechanical voice sounded again. "Second wave: one hundred Universe level first order Wild Bulls."

Golden Horn's expression changed.

A hundred Universe level first order Wild Bulls were far stronger than the Stellar level Wild Bulls from before. Their attacks, defenses, and speed had all improved enormously, and he could no longer kill them in a single blow.

The herd surged toward him like a tide.

Golden Horn gritted his teeth and teleported again. But this time, his attacks could only leave shallow wounds on the Wild Bulls; he could not kill them quickly. Their counterattacks grew increasingly fierce. He avoided most of them, but he could not avoid them all.

One Wild Bull's horn slammed into his chest, and his ribs cracked with a sharp snap. Another Wild Bull stomped on his hind leg, and the agonizing pain forced a muffled groan from him.

Golden Horn teleported and counterattacked at the same time. One, two, ten...

But the wounds on his body continued to multiply, and blood blurred his vision. He felt as if he were fighting a mountain; every attack drained every last bit of his strength.

The instant the fifteenth Wild Bull fell, Golden Horn finally ran out of strength.

Three Wild Bulls rammed into him at once, their sharp horns piercing his abdomen. Golden Horn's vision went black, and his body was torn into pieces.

The scene vanished. Golden Horn suddenly sat up in the simulation pod, gasping for air, his entire body covered in cold sweat. There were no wounds on him, but the pain of being torn apart still lingered in his consciousness and refused to fade.

"Too exhausting," he murmured, rubbing his temples.

Outside, Cang Jin stared at the data on the light screen, undisguised shock flashing through his eyes.

"He reached the Universe level seventh order in single combat, slaughtered a hundred Stellar level Wild Bulls in a group battle, and even killed fifteen Universe level first order Wild Bulls in return!" He took a deep breath. "With results like these, he's already a genius seen only once in a century!"

He turned to look at the silver figure climbing out of the simulation pod, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled upward.

"Finding this genius is a tremendous achievement for him!"

Before he could step forward to speak with Golden Horn, the World Lord old man who had been watching nearby had already approached first.

He directly asked, "What is your name?"

Golden Horn was slightly stunned. Though he did not know what this important figure wanted, he still answered, "Silver Horn." It was the alias he used in the dueling arena.

"Very good. I will remember you. If you encounter any problems, you may use my name or contact me. My name is Tian Hua. Work hard in the trials ahead. I think highly of you."

Cang Jin, standing nearby, was too shocked to speak. He had not expected Lord Tian Hua to value Silver Horn so highly. It seemed his talent was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Golden Horn did not know what the name Tian Hua represented. He assumed Tian Hua was merely an ordinary World Lord expert.

After Tian Hua finished speaking, he gestured for Cang Jin to handle the rest and then left.

Cang Jin excitedly stepped forward and congratulated him directly. "Congratulations on passing the second round smoothly. You are far ahead of the others.

"The next arrangement remains the same: return and rest for a day, then take part in the third trial tomorrow."

On the third day came the third round: learning ability, or rather, comprehension.

World Lord Tian Hua stood at the center of the assessment hall. His gaze swept across the six people present as he slowly said, "The Demon Race worships strength, but if you want to become a true powerhouse, brute force alone is far from enough. A powerful secret technique may be placed before you, but if you cannot learn it, it is nothing more than waste paper."

He paused, then continued, "Those with poor comprehension are destined not to go far in their understanding of laws. This round will test your comprehension."

Golden Horn's heart tightened, and he listened closely.

"The content of this assessment is a soul-defense secret technique created by a World Lord expert." Cang Jin took a dark-golden crystal from his space ring and held it in his palm. "Once you learn it, you will be able to condense a soul barrier within your sea of consciousness, protecting your soul from being controlled, hypnotized, or having its memories forcibly searched."

His expression turned solemn. "This secret technique is extremely valuable. Even if you ultimately fail the assessment, this technique will count as an opportunity granted to you by the Monster Hunting Hall. Whether you can seize it depends on yourselves."

Golden Horn stared at the crystal, his heart stirring slightly. Soul defense was precisely what he lacked most at present. His main body possessed the Golden Horned Beast's formidable physique, and the Void Beast had strong spatial comprehension, but the soul had always been his weakness. If he could construct a barrier in his sea of consciousness, then when facing spirit readers or experts who specialized in soul attacks in the future, he would not be as helpless as before.

"Of course, before learning the secret technique, there is one more thing to do." World Lord Tian Hua put away the crystal.

"All assessment participants must first pass a soul inspection to confirm that you are not spies sent by another race."

Golden Horn's heart tightened.