My path to immortality was smooth sailing.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Several inner disciples were thrown out and fell to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Yang Qingxuan shook his head.

"I can't even get past the fourth level."

Peng Jinhu, the Hall Master of the Enforcement Hall, remained expressionless. Subsequently, more inner disciples were thrown out, totaling seven or eight people.

Among the seven or eight figures, Peng Jinhu also spotted two familiar ones.

They've been at the bottom for three consecutive years, teetering on the brink of elimination.

……

"die!"

Wei Jing's face was contorted with rage. He slammed out a palm, and a fierce wind immediately arose around him. An invisible gale suddenly erupted, striking the head of a stone spirit puppet and shattering its skull into pieces.

Without its head, the stone spirit puppet collapsed into a pile of rubble in the next moment.

That palm strike was none other than Wei Jing's newly practiced magic technique, the Cloud-Dispelling Palm.

With a single palm strike, he could unleash several gusts of wind, which swept across everything in their path.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

One stone spirit puppet fell, but three more attacked simultaneously, raising their fists high and smashing them down.

Wei Jing muttered incantations, and the next moment he directly disappeared into the ground.

Three heavy punches landed on the spot, but Wei Jing was nowhere to be seen.

The next moment, Wei Jing emerged from the ground and launched a fierce attack from behind.

A blue flame appeared in his hand, the first transformation of the Three Transformations of the Fire Lotus, which manifested as a blue flame, far more powerful than the Fireball Technique.

At this moment, Wei Jing clenched his fist, and the blue flames adhered to his fist. Then, Wei Jing leaped up and punched a stone spirit puppet in the back of the head.

With a loud explosion, another stone spirit puppet was eliminated by Wei Jing.

"Phew!" Wei Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

Previously, he faced immense pressure playing against four opponents, but now, playing against two opponents, he can only say he's handling it with ease.

This stone spirit puppet possesses the spiritual energy fluctuations of the seventh level of Qi Refining, but a puppet is still a puppet after all. It cannot cast spells and can only rely on its tall, hard stone body to fight enemies.

Wei Jing is proficient in the art of gentle breezes and also knows the art of earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic used to escape into the ground).

With a clever and skillful maneuvering, he managed to find an opportunity to deal with the two stone spirit puppets.

The remaining Stone Spirit Puppet Guards were then easily dealt with.

Before long, the two stone spirit puppets were defeated by Wei Jing and turned into two piles of rubble.

"No wonder Palace Master Yang said that those who fail the first three rounds will be eliminated. The first three rounds are just a warm-up. The real intensity only begins in the fourth round." Wei Jing sighed, rubbing his lower back. He had also put in a lot of effort and used all his skills to get to the fourth round.

As Wei Jing stepped into the fifth level, he immediately looked around.

"Five stone spirit puppets at the seventh level of Qi Refining?" Wei Jing murmured to himself. Suddenly, a light shone on the stone wall, and a stone spirit puppet landed. Its spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly indicated that it was at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth...

Six, seven, eight.

With eight stone spirit puppets at the seventh level of Qi Refining present, Wei Jing dared not move an inch, sensing the aura emanating from them.

He could feel himself being locked on.

His heart sank, sensing that he was likely to perish at this fifth level.

The number of the eight stone spirit puppets at the seventh level of Qi Refining has doubled compared to the fourth level, and their strength is not just doubled.

"Thump! Thump!"

The eight stone spirit puppets moved simultaneously and launched an attack on him at the same time.

Without saying a word, Wei Jing immediately disappeared underground.

Earth Escape.

His body sank into the soil beneath his feet, like a stone sinking into water, silently and without a trace.

The eight puppets, having lost their target, looked around as if searching for it, their dark red eye sockets flashing.

Wei Jing emerged from the ground, appearing behind a puppet. His movements were as fast as lightning; he activated the Light Wind Technique to its fullest extent, his figure like a streak of azure light, leaping from the ground to the back of the puppet's neck. His right hand shimmered with azure light, and scorching heat gathered in his palm as he struck the back of the puppet's head.

The Three Mysterious Transformations of the Fire Lotus.

Blue flames surged from the palm into the puppet's head, spreading from the back of the head to the forehead. The puppet's head shattered inch by inch under the erosion of the golden light, and rubble fell from the top of its head, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

One blow kills.

Wei Jing hid underground and began to move stealthily again, like a shadowy rat-man.

There was no way to defeat him head-on; the only way was to sneak underground and launch a surprise attack.

Fortunately, these stupid puppets have no intelligence and can only stare blankly when they lose their target.

Otherwise, Wei Jing would never have succeeded in his sneak attack so easily.

Wei Jing sneaked into the stone wall, peeking out from a corner of the wall, and quietly observed the situation under the cover of the boulder.

Having identified his target, Wei Jing once again submerged underground. The next moment, he burst forth from the ground, unleashing a fierce attack, releasing his spiritual power without reservation.

"boom!"

Another stone spirit puppet collapsed and was completely destroyed.

So Wei Jing relied on these sneak attacks, ambushing each puppet one by one, slowly wearing down the eight stone spirit puppets.

"Fifth level, cleared." Wei Jing emerged from underground, patted the dust off his hands, and looked at the stone wall in front of him cracking open, turning into an entrance.

Wei Jing's gaze was deep. He took a deep breath, slowly sat down cross-legged, and began to recover his spiritual power.

Meanwhile, one by one, the inner disciples outside were thrown back and fell to the ground.

"Ah!" Lin Zhao was in a terrible state, struck squarely in the chest by the Stone Spirit Puppet. All his ribs were broken on the spot, and his internal organs were displaced.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of bloody internal organs and fell to the ground in a very miserable state.

A middle-aged steward in the Transmission Hall looked up at Lin Zhaobei and then wrote it down in his notebook.

Ranked 25th, Lin Zhaobei with seven layers of spiritual energy.

After resting for a while, Wei Jing slowly stepped into the sixth level.

The stone walls of the sixth level trembled incessantly, and a terrifying aura emanated from them.

The next moment, two large hands pried open the stone wall, revealing its iron-like body.

A giant, three zhang tall, leaped down from the stone wall.

At the same time, the stone wall continued to tremble violently. A moment later, three more spirit stone puppets broke free from the stone wall's restraints and stretched out their bodies to their hearts' content.

Wei Jing swallowed hard. These four were all stone spirit puppets at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

He was confident he could defeat a single Qi Refining Level 8 Stone Spirit Puppet in a one-on-one fight, but with four of them appearing at once, Wei Jing had no chance of winning no matter how he looked at it.

"We can only use the old method: the earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that allows one to bur

Wei Jing suddenly disappeared underground and then launched a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, the Stone Spirit Puppet in the sixth level was made entirely of iron and stone, and its hardness was astonishing. Even Wei Jing's full-force attack only managed to make it stagger.

"So troublesome." Wei Jing frowned, retreating towards the stone wall until he simply disappeared into it.

Wei Jing never expected that these stone spirit puppets could actually hide inside the stone wall.

In an instant, the entire stone wall creaked and groaned, and gravel kept falling down with a crackling sound.

"Wei Jing, tenth place." The old deacon in charge of recording glanced at Wei Jing with some surprise, and then put a 'ten' after his name in the notebook.