The old man still refused to listen.
But this time, he did not choose Ying Huaixu, nor did he dare choose Lü Qingyi or He Xixiang.
He had seen how formidable those two were.
So this time, he chose Ye Ningshuang.
Yet after choosing Ye Ningshuang, the outcome was no different from when he had chosen Ying Huaixu.
The only difference was that with Ying Huaixu, his vision went white, and he was done.
With Ye Ningshuang, his vision went black, and he was done.
Wait...
Was this fucking normal?
How could anyone be so ridiculous within the same cultivation realm?
Fine, Ye Ningshuang was a person of heavenly mandate.
But what gave Ying Huaixu the right?
In the end, the old man could only settle for less.
Hell difficulty, then.
It turned out that Hell difficulty featured the peak masters of the Divine Effect Sword Sect.
The old man tried them one by one, only to be killed instantly every time.
He was starting to find this unacceptable.
Wait...
I couldn't even measure up to these disciples of my senior brother?
Meanwhile, Zhuang Mu and the others had started arguing.
"He lasted three seconds against you, but only two against me. That means I'm stronger than you!"
"Bullshit! When I did Hell difficulty back then, I had a one-second windup. That was how Third Martial Uncle got an opening!"
Tong Xinran smiled.
"I finished him in one second!"
Everyone: "..."
But the old man's composure was gradually cracking.
He had chosen Nightmare difficulty.
And he was killed within a minute.
Moreover, this Nightmare opponent seemed to be the Pill Peak Master's son, Huang Tianqi!
Never mind losing to the others-now he could not even beat Huang Tianqi.
And it was not just Huang Tianqi. He could not beat Qiu