If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

"In order to prepare for the opening of this relic, the sect has decided to launch the 'Apocalypse Trial' one month from now."

"All inner disciples of the entire sect, both those in the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stages, must attend."

"No entry requirements, free team formation."

"This is an order, and it must not be disobeyed."

hum.

The sound of Mo Chengyue's heart breaking could be clearly heard.

"Mandatory...participation?"

"Foundation Establishment Stage and Core Formation Stage?"

Mo Chengyue felt like the sky had fallen.

This is like a company suddenly announcing: next month all employees will go to the Amazon rainforest for a survival team-building trip; those who don't go will be fired, or even physically destroyed.

Why?

"Why bring us small fry along?"

A disciple nearby couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Seemingly hearing the disciples' questions, Jiang Wei calmly explained:

"Because the ruins of immortals and demons are subject to the laws that govern them."

"If your cultivation level is too high, you can't enter. If your cultivation level is too low, you won't survive."

"If a powerful being at the Nascent Soul stage or above forcibly enters, they will be directly annihilated by the Law of Relics."

"Unless you seal your cultivation and suppress it to the peak of Core Formation, but doing so is extremely risky. If you are not careful, you will be backfired by the restrictions in the ruins, or be surrounded and killed by the demons lurking inside—that is, the so-called 'instant kill if you show your face'."

"As for Qi Refining stage disciples, they can't even withstand the fierce winds on the outer perimeter of the ruins; going in would be suicide."

"Therefore, the main force this time is you."

"Foundation Building Stage, Core Formation Stage"

Jiang Wei's voice suddenly turned serious.

"This is not just a matter for our Hehuan Sect. At that time, the nine sects and seven factions of the righteous path, the six sects and eight schools of the demonic path, the demon race, and even the demons of the Western Regions will send their elites to enter."

"This is a battle for supremacy among all races."

"It was a bloodbath with no rules."

"We won! We soared to the heavens, defying fate!"

"If you lose, you will die and your soul will be scattered."

"so……"

Jiang Wei's gaze swept across the entire room, finally lingering for a moment in certain corners as if intentionally or unintentionally.

"The 'Trial of Apocalypse' in a month will be your final rehearsal."

"The trial will take place in the sect's forbidden area—the Apocalypse Secret Realm."

"The rule is simple: survive."

"Only by living can we grow. Putting people first is the consistent philosophy of our sect. As long as people live, the sect will live and the lineage will continue. When people die, the sect will perish and the teachings will be lost."

"Alright, meeting adjourned."

With a wave of his sleeve, Jiang Wei transformed into a cloud of purple mist and vanished instantly.

Only a group of disciples remained, looking at each other with mixed feelings.

Some are excited, some are fearful, and some have already begun looking for strong teammates.

in the crowd.

Xiao Fan gripped the broken gun tightly, his eyes burning with a fierce fire.

"The Battlefield Between Immortals and Demons..."

"There lies a treasure left behind from my past life. If I obtain it, my cultivation will be restored to most of its former glory!"

"I must participate in this trial, and I must achieve the best result!"

the other side.

Ye Changfeng gently stroked the sword sheath, his eyes indifferent as water.

"There must be many worthy opponents there."

"Whether human or demon."

"My sword is thirsting for blood."

And in the group at Qingquan Peak.

Second Senior Sister Qin Wanzhuang snorted coldly and adjusted her wristband.

"That's fine, I just felt that these weaklings in the sect weren't good enough to fight."

"Hopefully, those so-called demons and monsters can take a beating."

Only the eldest brother, Xie Buci, remained as nonchalant as ever.

He leaned against the peach tree, swirling a half-empty glass of wine in his hand, a signature smirk playing on his lips.

But if you look closely...

You'll find that his usually drunken, peach-blossom eyes are now clear, even revealing a sharp, cold glint.

"The ruins of immortals and demons..."

"Fifty years have passed. Is that place finally going to reopen?"

Xie Buci murmured softly, as if recalling some past events, a barely perceptible pain and vicissitude flashing in his eyes.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Mo Chengyue, who was hiding at the very back and preparing to sneak away.

"Hey, junior brother."

Xie Buci flashed and blocked Mo Chengyue's path, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Why are you running?

"Didn't you hear what the sect leader said? Participation is mandatory."

"It seems we, fellow disciples, will be in the same boat this time."

Mo Chengyue looked at his senior brother, who was smiling like a fox, with a bitter face.

"Senior, could I... request a sick leave?"

"I think I've recently gone astray in my cultivation and have suffered a qi deviation. I urgently need to go into seclusion."

"Seriously, I see double now."

Xie Buci was delighted.

He patted Mo Chengyue's broad shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and whispered:

Stop pretending.

"You think you can hide your little secrets from others, let alone your senior brother?"

"Besides, do you think you can just hide from it?"

Xie Buci pointed to a spot not far away.

There, Lin Miaoyin was standing in front of the procession from Saintess Peak, her gaze fixed on them with a sinister glint in her eyes.

Upon seeing Mo Chengyue's gaze, the Holy Maiden actually stuck out her tongue, licked her red lips, and made a "throat-slitting" gesture.

In another direction.

Su Qingying, that icy beauty, was also coldly watching this side.

That look in his eyes was as if he wanted to devour Mo Chengyue alive.

"Did you see that?"

Xie Buci laughed gleefully.

"You're in high demand now."

"Being noticed by the Holy Maiden and stared at by beauties, you're definitely the 'traffic star' of our Clear Spring Peak."

"Trying to hide?"

"It's too late."

"If you don't show some real skill in this trial, you might get stripped naked."

Mo Chengyue felt his vision go black.

Ahead lies the wolf (the remnants of immortals and demons), behind lies the tiger (the forced trial).

There was also a group of female demons in the middle who wanted to devour him alive.

There was even an Elder named Leng Yuexin, who, although he hadn't shown himself, could call him in for dual cultivation at any time.

This is hardly cultivation of immortality.

This is clearly a survival game on hell difficulty!

"Senior brother."

Mo Chengyue grabbed Xie Buci's sleeve, his eyes filled with a sincerity that was heartbreaking.

"Do you think it's too late for me to betray my sect and surrender to the righteous path on the other side?"

Xie Buci rolled his eyes and pulled his sleeve back.

"It's too late."

"The righteous path is definitely mobilizing as well."

"and……"

Xie Buci pointed to the sky.

"This is a server-wide update, a cross-server PVP battle."

"Whether it's the righteous path or the demonic path, whether it's the human race or the demon race."

"As long as you're a cultivator, as long as you're still at this level."

"You can't escape it."

Mo Chengyue closed his eyes in despair.

He recalled his dream when he first transmigrated: to be humble in his personal life, ambitious in his work, and live a peaceful and stable life until he achieved immortality.

Now it seems...

That dream shattered with a snap.

"Since there's no way to avoid it..."

Mo Chengyue suddenly opened his eyes, a ruthless and resolute look that he would never normally show flashed in them.

That's the fangs that only honest people, driven to the brink of despair, show.

"Since you insist on forcing me to work overtime."

"Then don't blame me..."

"Flip this table!"

"You want me to be cannon fodder? Dream on!"

"If I don't make you all cry for your parents in this trial, I'm not a Mo!"

Mo Chengyue took out the small notebook containing the names of "dangerous people" from his pocket.

On the page titled "Trials of Apocalypse," a line was written heavily:

[Operation Plan: Everyone is a villain.]

[Goal: Survive. Survive by any means necessary.]