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

Jiang Wei explained.

"During the trial, if you encounter an insurmountable danger, or are seriously injured and unable to continue."

"Just crush this jade talisman."

"A teleportation array will immediately send you out of the secret realm."

"Although this means the trial has failed and there is no reward."

"But at least, my life was saved."

Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Trials on the righteous path always involve signing a life-or-death contract, with life and death preordained and wealth and honor left to fate.

Our Demonic Sect, how could they possibly surrender halfway through?

"remember."

Jiang Wei's expression suddenly turned serious.

"Only by living can you have everything."

"Once you're dead, you're nothing but a pile of dust, not even worth a fart."

"If you encounter someone you can't beat, don't try to fight them, just run away."

"This is not cowardice, this is wisdom."

"Where there's life, there's hope."

"Only those who survive have the right to talk about output, immortality, and the future!"

These words struck a chord with Mo Chengyue.

He held the jade talisman tightly in his hand, as if he were holding the hope of the entire village.

"This sect leader is someone I can get along with."

"At least the phrase 'If you can't beat them, run away' really resonates with me."

"These rules are practically tailor-made for me."

Mo Chengyue was already imagining it.

If he encounters danger upon landing, he will absolutely crush the jade talisman with lightning speed.

What face?

What reward?

Compared to life, everything else is insignificant!

"alright."

"The auspicious time has arrived."

"The Apocalyptic Realm is open!"

With a loud shout from Jiang Wei.

He formed a hand seal and cast a spell towards the huge stone tablet in the center of the square.

Rumble—!!!

The once ordinary stone tablet suddenly burst forth with a dazzling white light.

A spatial vortex, hundreds of feet high, slowly formed above the plaza.

The whirlpool was bottomless, like a giant beast opening its blood-red maw, waiting for its prey to be fed.

"Set off!"

The disciples, who could no longer contain themselves, transformed into streaks of light and plunged into the vortex like dumplings.

"Charge!"

"The opportunity is mine!"

"Don't anyone stop me!"

Even the usually aloof Second Senior Sister Qin Wanzhuang was now filled with fighting spirit.

She glanced back at the group from Qingquan Peak and coldly uttered a sentence.

"Don't die in there, it'll be shameful."

She transformed into a beam of sword light and charged in first.

Xiao Fan, the "King of Pretentiousness" who gave the entire sect a headache, also charged into the vortex with his broken spear, laughing loudly.

"Hahaha! I smell blood again!"

"This time, I'm going to take on ten!"

This guy is definitely overly excited.

Mo Chengyue huddled in a corner, watching one big shot after another enter, silently praying in his heart:

"Goodbye, everyone."

"Whatever you do, don't touch me once you're inside."

"We'll keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other."

Just as he was preparing to sneak in quietly by blending into the crowd.

Sudden.

Two chilling gazes locked onto him at the same time.

Saintess Lin Miaoyin, dressed in a red dress, stood at the very front of the procession at Zizhu Peak.

She didn't rush inside, but turned her head and looked in Mo Chengyue's direction with a half-smile.

She stretched out her slender white fingers, pointed to her own eyes, and then pointed to Mo Chengyue.

Then, he made an extremely provocative flying kiss gesture.

The lips are clearly moving:

"You fatso, just you wait."

"Gulp."

Mo Chengyue swallowed hard.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through the innermost layer of the golden silk armor.

"No way..."

"I haven't even gone in yet, and I've already been preyed upon by the big boss?"

"Isn't this starting difficulty a bit too high?"

"Hey, junior brother."

A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

Xie Buci's irritatingly smug smile appeared before my eyes.

"What are you spacing out for?"

"It's time for our 'slacker duo' from Clear Spring Peak to take the stage."

Xie Buci had clearly made ample preparations.

Although he still appeared dashing on the surface, he only carried a flask of wine.

But Mo Chengyue keenly sensed it.

This senior disciple had at least dozens of those insidious hidden weapons that could detonate in large numbers.

We are indeed kindred spirits.

"Senior brother."

Mo Chengyue wore a bitter expression.

"I feel unwell, probably because I ate something bad for my stomach for breakfast..."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Xie Buci grabbed him by the back of his collar.

"Elbow, come inside!"

Before Mo Chengyue could react...

He was carried by Xie Buci, soaring into the air and flying straight towards the huge vortex.

"Ouch! Senior brother, be gentle!"

"My lucky charm is about to fall off!"

"I want to go home and find my mom!!!"

Accompanied by Mo Chengyue's mournful screams.

The two figures instantly disappeared into the white light.

Om-!

A strong feeling of dizziness washed over me.

It felt like being thrown into a wildly spinning washing machine.

When that nausea finally subsided.

Mo Chengyue felt his feet touch solid ground again.

"vomit--"

He leaned against a large tree and gagged twice.

then.

As a seasoned practitioner of the "path of survival of the fittest"

His body reacted faster than his brain.

Without any hesitation.

He didn't even glance at his surroundings.

Snapped!

A top-tier invisibility talisman was slapped directly onto his forehead.

Cast a breath-concealing technique on yourself.

He pulled out a Luoyang shovel made of fine steel.

With astonishing speed, he frantically dug into the ground beneath his feet.

"Dig a hole!"

"We must dig a hole first!"

"As long as I bury myself, no one can hurt me!"

Only three breaths had passed.

A perfect pit, three meters deep and large enough to hold one person, was thus created.

Mo Chengyue nimbly jumped inside.

Then he took out a "turfboard" that had been prepared beforehand and had been planted with weeds.

It was carefully placed over my head.

After doing all this.

He finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"call--"

"We're safe now."

In the dark, narrow pit.

Mo Chengyue curled up into a ball, leaving only a pinhole-sized observation hole.

Through this small hole.

He began to look around at the place where he had landed.

This is a dense primeval forest.

The towering ancient trees blocked out the sun, and the air was filled with the smell of decaying leaves and dampness.

It was quiet all around.

Not even a bird chirped.

It was eerily quiet.

"Is this the Apocalypse Secret Realm?"

Mo Chengyue narrowed his eyes.

"A jungle map right from the start?"

"This kind of terrain is perfect for cunning strategists to ambush."

Just as he was secretly congratulating himself on his quick reaction...

Sudden.

Less than ten meters from where he was hiding.

A soft sound of footsteps approached.

rustling...

That was the sound of boots stepping on fallen leaves.

Mo Chengyue's heart jumped into his throat.

He held his breath, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Through the observation hole.

He saw a pair of exquisite red embroidered shoes slowly come into view.

A corner of a red dress fluttering in the wind.

And a voice, alluring to the bone, yet sending him plummeting into an icy abyss:

"strangeness……"

"I clearly sensed that fat guy's presence disappearing around here."

"Could he possibly be able to burrow underground?"

Mo Chengyue: "..."

I swear!!!

What kind of luck is this?

Random teleportation of thousands of people!

The map is so big!

Why did I have to end up at the feet of this female demon?

What a damned, ill-fated relationship!

Lin Miaoyin seemed somewhat unwilling.

She stood still, her divine sense sweeping across the surrounding ground inch by inch, like mercury flowing across the ground.

Several times.

Her divine sense swept over the patch of grass above Mo Chengyue's head.

every time.

Mo Chengyue felt as if the Grim Reaper was caressing the top of his head.

"You can't see me, you can't see me..."

"I am a stone, I am a lump of mud..."

Mo Chengyue frantically chanted incantations in his mind.

Just then.

A piercing scream suddenly came from the distant jungle.

"ah!!!"

That was the sound of some unlucky guy encountering a monster.

Lin Miaoyin frowned and turned her gaze toward the direction from which the screams came.

"snort."

"You're lucky."

"Let's go over there and see if there's anything interesting to see."

Done.

With a flash of her red dress, Lin Miaoyin's figure disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

Until the fragrance had completely dissipated.

Mo Chengyue, lying in the pit, felt as if he had come back to life.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He realized that the "Apocalypse Token" he was clutching tightly in his hand had almost been crushed by his own hand.

"That was so exciting!"

"This is hardly a trial."

"This is clearly a battle royale!"