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Chapter 1944: Survive


In the north of the Chaos Academy, in front of the statue of the True Immortal.

Everyone looked solemn, waiting for Elder Wu to explain the assessment rules.

"I'll teleport you to a place, a battlefield, to be exact."

"The only thing you have to do is survive."

"Whatever method you use, assassination, poisoning, mutiny, anything."

"As long as you survive, you can pass the assessment and become an inner disciple."

"Of course, only five people can become inner disciples, and if there are more than five people who survive, a second assessment will be conducted."

Elder Wu spoke in a deep voice, causing an uproar.

"As long as you survive, you can do anything" "Conspiracy is nothing, even surrender is fine" "I can't understand what kind of assessment this is" Everyone talked about it and was quite puzzled.

The same is true for Ling Xian.

Since it is a battlefield, there must be both enemy and us, how can it even mutiny "It's a strange rule, if you surrender and survive, then no one will die."

"In this case, what is the point of this assessment?"

Ling Xian's brows furrowed, puzzled.

The same was true for everyone present, their eyes inquiring, waiting for Elder Wu to explain.

However, Elder Wu didn't explain, he just repeated that sentence.

As long as you survive, you can do anything.

"Try to survive, there are many benefits for inner disciples."

Elder Wu smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, a mysterious power descended, enveloping everyone present.

In the next moment, the supernatural power disappeared, and everyone disappeared as well.

After the feeling of the world spinning, Ling Xian opened his starry eyes, and his face couldn't help but change.

Just because, the corpses in front of him were all over the field, and blood was all over the ground.

Severed arms and stumps, blood-stained blades, like Shura hell, make people shudder.

"It's a battlefield" Ling Xian sighed softly, the smell of blood here was too strong, and there were too many corpses, so you can imagine what a tragic battle it should be.

At that moment, he took a big step, intending to find a living person to ask about the situation first.

At the very least, score a clear position.

And just after Ling Xian had walked a few steps, a corpse came into view, making his expression cold.

It's just that from this corpse, he felt the breath of a foreign person.

"Extraterrestrial Demons" Ling Xianjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then his eyebrows lit up, and the power of his divine soul swept in all directions.

Gradually, there were hundreds of corpses in his current place, all of them without exception, all of them were extraterritorial heavenly demons.

The rest of the people are cosmic beings, and what this means couldn't be more obvious.

"One side is the extraterritorial heavenly demon, and the other side is the cosmic beings."

"In other words, my position is on this side of the universe."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, knowing that this was an illusion.

I knew with my toes that in this era of the Heavenly Abyss, it was impossible for the universe to engage in a large-scale war with foreign lands, and even if it could, it would be impossible for the Chaos Academy to send them here, let alone treat this as an assessment.

Therefore, there can only be one explanation, and that is illusion.

"The conditions for customs clearance can never be as simple as surviving."

Ling Xian's brows furrowed, he had experienced a similar illusion twice, and he needed to complete certain conditions before he could leave safely.

And this particular condition is by no means just survival, and if it is, then this assessment is inevitably too simple.

As long as you hide, or surrender, you will definitely not die.

In this way, there is no meaning.

"Let's figure out the situation first."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, the power of the divine soul swept in all directions, and after a moment, he sensed the breath of a human race.

At that moment, he cracked the void with his bare hands and appeared in front of the man.

It was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, covered in blood, thin and weak.

As soon as he saw Ling Xian, his thin body suddenly tensed, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he was ready to fight.

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"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Ling Xian smiled gently, raised his hand to attract the aura of heaven and earth, and dissolved the young man's internal injuries.

This made the young man stunned, Xu is Ling Xian's smile was gentle and amiable, Xu was his recovery from internal injuries, in short, he was no longer so nervous.

However, he still looked at Ling Xian vigilantly.

"What's your name," Ling Xian said with a smile.

"Mu Tian."

The boy whispered.

"My name is Ling Xian."

Ling Xian smiled gently, seeing that the young man was still vigilant, he said, "If I am a foreigner, how can I heal you?"

"Maybe you're trying to trick my trust and spy on intelligence."

Mu Tian whispered.

"You're smart, little one."

"However, I'm not an extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, so there's no need to deceive your trust."

Ling Xian Wan'er rubbed Mu Tian's little head and said, "I first came here and didn't understand the situation, so I wanted to ask you." ” "I won't say it, you're dead to this heart."

Mu Tian shook his head, there was a bit of fear in his eyes, but also a little resolute.

This moved Ling Xian, and his gaze at Mu Tian softened a little.

It is really not easy for a teenager to have such a resolute heart.

At that moment, he smiled mildly: "Since you don't want to say, then I won't ask, let's go for a walk together." ” Hearing this, Mu Tian was silent.

Seeing this, Ling Xian took his little hand and walked slowly forward.

Along the way, he knocked on the side, trying to get the general picture.

At the beginning, Mu Tian was very alert and refused to say anything, but after all, he was only a twelve-year-old child, how could he compare to Ling Xian The thief called him the little fox, so he easily learned the general situation.

There is an ancient city called Hanxue here, which has existed for tens of thousands of years and has always been calm.

However, three days ago, the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon appeared and attacked Cold Snow City with an unstoppable momentum.

In times of crisis, the lord of the city gave up his life and let his daughter leave with the survivors.

The battlefield that Ling Xian had seen before was that the daughter of the city lord led the remnants of her strength to fight against the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

Mu Tian was the son of a Seventh Realm monk, and when the battle broke out, that person used a secret method to send him a hundred miles away, so that he was able to escape.

"Condolences."

Ling Xian sighed lightly and rubbed Mu Tian's head.

"What is the festival mourning, my father will not die" Mu Tian's eyes were red, although he knew that his father's chance of survival was very slim, but he refused to accept it.

This made Ling Xian sigh and didn't say anything more.

The situation has become clear, he must be on the side of Cold Snow City to fight against the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demons.

Therefore, the top priority is to find the daughter of the city lord, but there is a problem, that is, whether the daughter of the city lord is alive or dead.

If it is dead, the clue is broken.

"Among the corpses on that battlefield, there are many women, I don't know if there is her" Thinking back to the battlefield where corpses were strewn all over the field, Ling Xian frowned, quite helpless.

He didn't know what the lord's daughter looked like, and he didn't know how to find it.

"I can only pray that she is not dead, otherwise, it will be difficult to complete the task."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, he didn't think that the task was as simple as surviving, most of them were to help the daughter of the city lord and annihilate the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

At that moment, his eyebrows lit up, and he walked forward while looking for the daughter of the city lord.

Half an hour later, seven people appeared in his divine soul perception, but they were not cosmic beings, but people from a foreign land

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