Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

  The area outside the entrance of the secret realm was filled with people. Those who dared to come here were at least at the peak of the second level in their cultivation. Going in with anything less of a cultivation was simply looking for death.

  Most of the people had come in response to the ten great sect's summons. Normally, the qualifications and quotas to enter the secret realm were all controlled by the ten great sects.

  But this time, there were no limits on the number of people allowed to enter the secret realm. On top of that, the rogue cultivators only had to contribute half of whatever resources they found inside to the ten great sects. After that, they could keep everything else!

  And if anyone managed to find any traces of Tian Mozi in the secret realm, they only needed to pass the information to a disciple of any of the ten great sects, and they would be rewarded with 10,000 spirit stones!

  "This time, we really need to thank the Heavenly Corpse Sect! If not for them, how could rogue cultivators like us possibly have such a great opportunity?" a middle-aged cultivator whose face was marked with age said as his eyes shone with excitement.

  "Right, the rights to enter the Ancient Spirit Secret Realm had always been held in the hands of the ten great sects. Us rogue cultivators had to give them 90% of whatever we find in there just to gain entrance!"

  Another middle-aged cultivator joined in. The group behind them were rubbing their palms with excitement as they prepared to reap as big a harvest as they could.

  "Still, the Demonic Beasts in this secret realm are much stronger than those in the outside world. We need to prepare properly if we want to deal with them."

  The rogue cultivators were all extremely excited. This trip into the secret realm was their greatest opportunity!

  Above the entrance of the secret realm, ten huge flying ships were hovering midair, emanating a stifling presence as though they could suppress everything!

  "Junior Apprentice Sister, how many of those rogue cultivators do you think will make it out?"

  On board the flying ship of the Blazing Sun Sect, a dashing man stood alongside a group of young juniors and looked down at the dense flow of humans rushing into the secret realm.

  "There's at least a hundred thousand rogue cultivators here…… so no matter what, over half of them should be able to make it back?" a charming girl who looked like she'd stepped out of a painting replied with some uncertainty.

  "Junior Apprentice Sister, I can tell you right now that 99% of them will die inside!" the dashing man said emotionlessly. It was unclear what he was thinking about.

  "That's impossible, right? There's so many people after all. Even if the Demonic Beasts inside are very strong, as long as the rogue cultivators team up among themselves, there shouldn't be too much casualties."

  Su Ranran's face paled slightly with shock.

  "The estimated number will only be higher, and definitely will not be lower than what I said. Junior Apprentice Sister, you've been staying within the sect for too long and do not understand the treacherous hearts of humans. For the sake of a little treasure, these people are capable of doing anything! Also, Junior Apprentice Sister, you underestimate the Demonic Beasts in the secret realm too much! Even I do not have the confidence to handle some of those Demonic Beasts!"

  Gu Tan seemed to be reminded of something, and his face turned a shade colder as killing intent rose off his body, materializing into a tangible aura behind him!

  "Rogue cultivators are the dirtiest and most vicious bastards in the world! They deserve to die!"

  His dashing face had been twisted to resemble a hungry ghost that'd just crawled out of hell. Thick killing intent surged from his body, lingering behind him coldly. Everyone's noses could smell a pungent bloody odor in the air.

  The youngsters could not endure the stifling pressure, and hurriedly backed a few steps from him. God knows just how many people this senior apprentice brother of theirs had killed and how deep his hate for rogue cultivators ran!

  "Yin!"

  At this time, a loud eagle cry pierced through the clouds. A young man was sitting cross-legged atop a huge eagle, alongside a lazy-looking old man.

  "That's the 38th ranked genius on the Heaven's Chosen Roll, Yan Sanjian!" a rogue cultivator exclaimed. The Heaven's Chosen Roll only recorded the names of geniuses below the age of 100. To be able to place 38th meant that this person was nearly an invincible overlord among third level cultivators!

  "Diao!"

  "Hou!"

  Two more roars sounded out as a blue-eyed tiger and a dragon horse with actual flood dragon bloodline appeared in the venue.

  They did not even look at the crowd around them and directly leaped into the secret realm!

  Among the crowd, an ordinary-looking man strutted slowly towards the secret realm's entrance in his tattered sandals.

  The man did not stand out from the crowd at all, and did not look out of place among the common cultivators. A thick feeling of sorrow seemed to hang around him.

  "Get lost"

  A loud shout rang out from behind the man. It was a large group of people—from the looks of it, they were preparing to enter the secret realm.

  This group of people came from a small sect, and they were used to behaving in a wanton manner in their territory. Their strength was not weak—all 100 of them were third level cultivators!

  Naturally, they would not put a person traveling solo in their eyes. The man was only wearing a simple, coarse shirt and a pair of broken sandals. The people from the Demonic Snake Sect were so confident because of the way he looked.

  "Are you talking to me?" the raggedy young man asked lightly. His voice was hoarse and sandy, and seemed to contain a great deal of sorrow.

  "Haha, this granddaddy is indeed speaking to you. Even a damn brat like you whose pubic hair hasn't grown out thinks that you can follow others to train outside? You'd better go home and drink some milk first!"

  The group of men laughed vulgarly. Contrary to their expectations, the young man standing in their path did not show any reaction to their words. In that moment, they completely lost all interest and the man in the lead directly sent a slap right at him!

  The young man did not move at all as he looked at the palm nearing his face; it was as though he was frozen with fear.

  "Ai, this young man is doomed. I reckon he'll at least suffer heavy injuries, if not die."

  "He's simply asking for trouble. Young people nowadays are filled with arrogance and have too much confidence. This kind of matter could have been settled so easily by stepping to the side and appeasing the Demonic Snake Sect. Why must he be so obstinate?"

  The other rogue cultivators shook their heads and sighed. However, they appeared to only be interested in watching the show, and not a single person stepped out to help the young man.

  Under the gazes of everyone, the palm slapped down on the young man!

  A number of people who were watching the show were smiling cruelly. They were already too used to such scenes. Azure Blue World was so big, and there were lots of people dying in similar fashion over all kinds of reasons everyday.

  "Have you guys heard the sound of blood gushing before?"

  The palm imprint slapped into the ground, sending sand and dust into he sky. The onlookers were prepared to leave when a sorrowful voice echoed out. The source of that voice undoubtedly came from within the dust cloud!

  "Good brat, you actually didn't die!"

  "Haha, I thought that he'd died just like that. Unexpectedly, there's still more stuff to watch!"

  The crowd had their interest roused again. To these people, the cheapest stuff in the world was human life.

  Before the crowd could understand what the man meant with his words, the most horrifying thing happened!

  Numerous red lines as faint as hair enveloped the area, each line gleaming with a shocking sharpness!

  "Sou, sou!"

  Time itself seemed to have stopped. The noisy crowd turned hush in an instant. Only the light grating sound of the young man dragging his tattered slippers across the ground could be heard.

  With the young man at the center, over a thousand people around him suddenly burst apart, spraying the ground full of fresh blood!

  "That's the way, haha! The sound of blood gushing is the most melodious sound in the world!"

  The young man's slippers were stained with blood. Every step of his left a bloody footprint on the ground. A devilish smile hung on his face, and he looked like a crazed demon as he walked towards the secret realm.

  "Gulp!"

  Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva and only managed to breathe loudly after the young man left. Over a thousand people with cultivation at the third level were all killed in a single strike. Was this still real life?

  "Wu Sheng Yi!"

  It was unknown who was the one who'd exclaimed, but the crowd were all stunned with realization. This was the number one on the Heaven's Chosen Roll, Wu Sheng Yi!