Resisting temptation makes you stronger? I'm going to build a base and cultivate martial arts.

In the following days of the competition, White Wolf continued to execute the routine as usual.

But sometimes he's also quite strange.

Even though he saved mostly wizards, why did these witchcraft people seem to see him more viciously?

Even those whose lives have been saved are no exception.

It was as if he had been saved by his father's killer, a situation that felt extremely humiliating.

As the competition entered its final stage, fewer and fewer candidates remained, but the strength of those who were still competing also began to rise.

But the atmosphere on the field became increasingly oppressive.

There was none of the exhilarating feeling one gets at the end of a martial arts competition.

Watching the corpses being carried off one after another from the next arena, White Wolf took advantage of the fact that the battle had entered a break and quickly ran away.

On the way, he also saw Lu Chenxing.

The two exchanged an awkward but amicable greeting before passing each other.

The white wolf walked a few steps away, then looked back once more.

Lu Chenxing had already run to the Xu brothers' side. The three of them took out their phones, cursing under their breath while looking down at the screen in the same way.

Seeing how harmonious they were, White Wolf felt as if he were the one destroying someone else's family.

……

"What's wrong with these Southeast Asians? So many people have died, and the examiners brought the candidates out without taking them back?"

The white wolf found the Yichou class on the outskirts.

Upon seeing his familiar friends, he finally couldn't help but start complaining.

After Yu Zhou withdrew from the competition, he went straight to the medical department and began to study the Heavenly Medicine Technique there ahead of schedule, so he is not here.

Aside from offering a few sympathetic laughs at Bai Lang himself, the other members of Class Yichou didn't react much to the feud between the two sects.

Their attitude towards Southeast Asians was more aligned with the mainstream of the Administration Bureau.

It means not paying attention, ignoring, or getting close to them.

Anyway, these people will be gone soon, they're not even colleagues, so if they die, they die!

Soon, the discussion turned to the battle between the Eastern Regions.

"Some people over there put their phones in front of their foreheads before a battle, then kneel down and kowtow... What kind of weird custom is that?" Lu Kui asked.

"Maybe it's a method circulating online? Let me tell you, it's much more difficult on my end..."

Ji Huaiguang was beaming with excitement, just about to tell the gossip he had seen.

Suddenly, Lü Kui shouted, "Hey, hey, look over there! They're kneeling like that! It's very strange!"

The students in Class Yichou instinctively looked over.

Everyone was stunned.

It resembled some kind of evil ritual.

The outermost layer consisted of nearly a hundred candidates from the Eastern Region who placed their phones on their foreheads with both hands, then knelt down facing the center and kowtowed.

The middle layer was a mix of examiners and candidates of all ages from the witchcraft faction, arranged in a circle.

They took out a gleaming white bone knife and cut down from the throat, slicing downwards.

Hundreds of internal organs rolled out at the same time.

In the central area, the bodies that the sorcerers had collected during this period were laid out.

Four withered old men stood in the middle of the corpse, holding hands and forming a circle around the elder of the witchcraft faction.

The elder looked outside, without uttering a single harsh word, and gently clasped his hands together.

The next moment, all four old men froze.

A rusty-colored bud sprouted from the top of their heads.

The four buds intertwined and then grew rapidly in the wind, like magic beans in a fairy tale, eventually forming a giant vine that pierced the clouds.

The entire ceremony lasted less than five seconds.

The scene was so large and the spectacle so overwhelming that no one had time to react.

Only when the rusty, giant vines took shape did someone shout, their voice cracking: "Path of Pain! What do you mean by witchcraft?"

The lower-level cultivators were unaware of what was happening.

But the instructors' expressions all changed drastically.

Before they could even discern the truth, they drew their swords and prepared to attack.

But it was too late.

Whether it was the candidates from the Eastern Region who were kowtowing, the witchcraft candidates who had already been disemboweled, or everyone else trapped in this great formation, they all turned to ashes in an instant.

All the ashes formed a tornado and fell straight onto the giant vine.

After absorbing these substances, the giant vine sprouted four flower buds.

All the flower buds opened, each forming four mirror-like surfaces of varying sizes in the air, resembling ripples on water.

"The Gate of the Outcasts!" Ji Huaiguang exclaimed in shock! "What the hell is this?!"

Jingxi raised her head: "This was originally used when humanity was on the verge of extinction, to drive away tigers and wolves. To prevent the human command from being scattered, the witchcraft faction possessed a complete set of rituals. But why..."

"No way?" White Wolf's eyes widened. "The Witchcraft Faction possesses something like this, and the Thorn Faction dares to bully them?"

"Do you think every faction doesn't have some hidden tricks up their sleeve?" Jingxi sighed. "Besides, haven't you seen how annoying they can be?"

Soon, the management bureau also realized what was happening.

Various voices immediately erupted in a noisy argument.

"Warning! Attention everyone! The sorcerer faction is suspected of betraying humanity! Slay them on sight!"

"Non-Management Bureau monks, evacuate immediately! This is not a drill! Attention! This is not a drill! Evacuate immediately!"

"Son! Come out quickly!"

White Wolf was stunned. The last voice belonged to Lu Wanli.

He belatedly realized that the area enclosed by this formation was the place with the most people from the sorcery faction—which happened to be where Class A and many high-level cultivators were also located.

Everyone inside.

Including those young referees, whether they were friendly, indifferent, or arrogant.

Everyone disappeared.

Only an empty arena remained.

What would have happened if I hadn't run back and had stayed where I was?

Not far away, Lu Wanli screamed in agony, trying to rush in like a madman, but was knocked unconscious by the other cultivators and sent to the back.

Lu Kui was utterly astonished, his teeth chattering: "Why...why did you have to do this?"

"It's because of resentment! Humans need them, but they also hate them. Nobody wants to be a toilet."

White Wolf suppressed all his lingering fear.

He took a deep breath and slowly drew his longsword: "Get your weapons ready. They didn't just open the door to scare us!"

Sure enough, the four doors swayed slightly.

Then countless monsters rushed out.

The first door was a thick black fog that still held some of the memories of the Yichou Class.

After they emerge, they do not fight with humans; they simply float into the air, becoming increasingly sparse until they disappear.

The second panel features dozens of grayish-white giants, each about three meters tall.

They were completely naked, their skin as pale as the dead, their muscles bulging all over their bodies. As soon as they passed through, they fell like stones, smashing the ground and creating one deep crater after another.

Then they crouched down, as if building a defense.

The third door was filled with countless mosquitoes the size of fists.

Their numbers are boundless.

The low, nauseating sound of flapping wings was nauseating.

Many of the weaker cultivators couldn't even stand up straight.

Then they swarmed over and instantly sucked the person dry.

The fourth door, at first the white wolf thought was a person wearing full armor.

But as soon as it encountered humans, its frontal armor split open.

As you can see, there are no human bodies inside, only countless sharp spikes.

The armor casually shoved an unfortunate passerby inside, then closed the door again.

Amidst the splattering blood, it seemed to become excited, its movements growing increasingly rapid.

Just as the four alien doors opened, a burst of twinkling starlight appeared from nowhere.

They resemble tiny shards of glass, blown about by the wind.

In just a moment, most of the people nearby started laughing maniacally from their phones.

Four doors, five kinds of oddities!

Before he could even feel alarmed, the white wolf saw those giant mosquitoes flying straight toward him.

He quickly raised his sword and activated the Heavenly River Sword Manual at full power.

Although there were still many high school students and monks below Class B nearby.

But the white wolf didn't dare to be careless at this moment, and just tried his best to protect his companions.

With the help of the Tianhe Sword Manual's omnidirectional perception and the endurance of the Shui Mu Yun Yang Gong, he was confident that he could keep all mosquitoes away from his longsword.

But if it expands further, it's hard to say.

Moreover, there is another problem: what about those four gates to the otherworldly beings in the sky?

We can't keep fighting like this forever!

People nearby kept shouting, "Where's the spellcasting team? Where's our own spellcasting team? Form the array!"

Just then, a voice with a difficult accent called out, "I'll do it!"