But while they were terrified, they also knew that they had to join forces to deal with Xu Long first.
Otherwise, with Xu Long around, it would only be a matter of time before they were defeated one by one.
At this moment, deep within a golden-roofed hall, a middle-aged cultivator was seated.
Dozens of jade tablets were neatly arranged in front of him, each one shimmering with light.
The middle-aged cultivator appeared to be meditating with his eyes closed, but a portion of his True Spirit resided within the jade tablet in front of him.
Each glimmer of light appearing on the jade tablet would attract his faint attention.
Among the dozens of jade pendants, there were a few that he paid particular attention to.
It's unclear what his emanating True Spirit sensed, but his previously solemn expression softened slightly.
A mocking smile played at the corners of his lips as he muttered to himself:
"The second one, huh? Since you're so arrogant, then I'll see what kind of skills you have that you need them all to come at you... I'll satisfy you!"
A strong spatial energy fluctuation surged within the main hall, causing the jade tablet in front of him to shine brightly.
A surge of powerful spatial energy flowed within it, until the light subsided.
Among the dozens of jade tablets, more than ten had completely dimmed, no longer attracting the attention of the middle-aged cultivator's True Spirit.
Meanwhile, within each fragmented space, a surge of powerful spatial energy rippled.
The cultivators inside also noticed a slight change occurring within the space they were in.
The space, which was originally cramped and narrow, now feels surprisingly open and spacious.
This feeling came very quickly, almost vanishing in the blink of an eye among the cultivators.
Although nothing seemed to have changed within the fragmented space, for some reason, the cultivators still sensed something unusual on their personal jade tokens.
The cultivators within the fragmented space gradually discovered some unusual coordinates.
When they appeared on the jade tablets, they had already been marked by all the cultivators, and this selection process seemed to have undergone a strange change.
The cultivators within the fragmented space noticed that the number of other cultivators nearby was gradually increasing.
When you appear, you'll face a series of battles, sometimes without even a moment's rest.
After you resolve a battle, a pair of eyes will appear behind you, watching you intently. The repeated battles leave cultivators feeling exhausted within the fragmented space.
Unlike before, with the increasing number of cultivators, the selection and elimination process seems to have accelerated considerably.
Although the repeated battles may make cultivators feel overwhelmed, only the truly strong can persevere to the end in this high-intensity competition.
Whether you use strategy or force, whether you hide or reveal yourself.
As long as you can preserve your strength within the fragmented space and persevere to the end, you will be one of the twenty people in the second round of interviews.
The selection process does not consider the cultivator's journey, just as the path to immortality does not take into account the hardships encountered along the way.
As long as the cultivator survives to the end, the spot and the opportunity will definitely be yours!
These are the practical rules governing the Great Dao and the path to immortality, and perhaps this is the true meaning of the selection method!
The cultivators within the fragmented space are engaged in one great battle after another, and only a few of them will emerge as the true victors.
"I surrender! I surrender too! Senior brother, please go easy on me!"
"Heh, now you're begging me Yunya? Where were you two before!"
The two Heavenly Immortal cultivators knelt in the center of the field, their weapons being stirred up by a gust of yin wind and sent flying into the sky.
At this moment, blocked by an energy barrier, there was no way to prevent it from swirling back and protecting itself.
The two Heavenly Immortal cultivators were also being pressured by a chilling, sinister light in front of them.
They knelt before one person, begging for mercy. Before them stood a cultivator at the Early-stage Mystic Immortal.
His Daoist name was Yunya. He was thin and wore an ordinary blue robe, but he always seemed to be hidden in the shadows.
Her hair was styled in a bun, secured with a black feather, and a lingering shadow always seemed to hang over the corner of her eyes.
When he spoke, it sounded like two pieces of metal were rubbing together in his throat, or like some kind of bird roaring in the dark; in short, it sounded rather eerie.
At this moment, a small, cold light was constantly swirling in Yunya's hand. As the cold light rose, gusts of Yunya.
Surrounded by a chilling wind, he had a slight smile on his lips, but his overall demeanor was exceptionally cold.
Upon hearing the words of pleading, his expression instantly darkened, and the smile on his lips was suddenly replaced by a sinister look.
This unpredictable and capricious personality truly startled the two people in front of him.
Unable to fathom Yunya's thoughts, they could only repeatedly beg for mercy within the fragmented space.
The Yunya in front of them slowly approached, carrying that cold light. At this moment, a huge spatial rift suddenly opened up behind the two of them.
When Yunya saw the spatial rift, he paused slightly. By the time he was about to throw out the cold light in his hand, the figures of the two people had already blurred.
"Heh, you think I'll wipe them out?"
As the two disappeared from sight, Yunya's gloomy expression suddenly brightened.
He raised his head and looked out at the horizon, a nonchalant smile returning to his face.
But the gloom in his eyes had deepened even further...
"Since they have already admitted defeat, out of consideration for your fellow disciples, you shouldn't have resorted to indiscriminate killing. Perfected Yunxiang summoned me to meet you!"
A tremendous sound came from beyond the horizon, and more than a dozen figures in blue robes swiftly swept down from below.
They were led by a cultivator at the Mid-stage Mystic Immortal, with the Heavenly Immortal cultivators behind them each occupying a position.
It looked like they were setting up a battle formation, intending to imprison the Yunya below on the spot.
"Stop your nonsense. Do you think I, Yunya, am afraid of you?"
Upon seeing the large number of people approaching, Yunya's expression remained unchanged, but his overall demeanor became even more sinister.
The people arriving from beyond the horizon were none other than the last disciples of the Deacon Hall to enter the fragmented space, and the leader was none other than Yunluan, Mid-stage Mystic Immortal.
He had noticed Yunya before the selection process even began, and now Yunya had practically defeated all the other cultivators in his group.
Those eliminated cultivators were terrified of him to the core. This guy had no regard for camaraderie among fellow disciples; he intended to kill them the moment he made a move.
Yunluan remained hidden within the fragmented space for a long time, constantly observing the actions of the Yunya cultivator.
He only appeared with the Deacon Hall cultivators after the opponent had defeated everyone; this was the Deacon Hall's final guarantee for the selection process.
Yunya glanced at the people who had formed a battle formation opposite him, and the cold light in his hand slowly flickered.
As his Magic Power surged wildly, a long, black scimitar appeared within the cold light.
Upon seeing this, Yunluan's pupils contracted slightly; a great battle was about to erupt!
Xu Long's jade token flashed with light, and several more coordinates appeared within his will.
As the spatial rift swallowed a cultivator, cultivators from all directions, some hiding and others arriving after hearing the news, had already surrounded Xu Long.
In their eyes, Xu Long was truly an unreasonable person.
He had boasted that everyone should attack him together, but during the fight, he unexpectedly launched a sneak attack first.