Chapter 2067

In order to pass this extremely harsh Third Round Willpower Examination smoothly, this Immortal Clan Descendant actually went so far as to be ruthless toward himself.

The aura of resolve and tenacity emanating from him caused the surrounding crowd to secretly gasp in admiration.

While everyone was still immersed in the shock over the first Immortal Clan Descendant, suddenly another Immortal Clan Descendant stepped out from the crowd.

He looked solemn, tightly gripping a silver needle only palm-length long in his hand.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded—this Immortal Clan Descendant, without hesitation, raised the silver needle and stabbed straight into his own head.

As the silver needle sank deep into his skull, the Immortal Clan Descendant muttered to himself.

"I have sealed my own spiritual awareness, to see whether I will still be confused by desire."

"What?"

Everyone present, upon witnessing this, was so shocked they could not close their mouths, their faces full of disbelief.

Who would have thought that, after that self‑abusive display just now, an even more vicious character would appear.

And all of this happening before our eyes seems to have only just begun……

Under the example set by these two Immortal Clan Descendants, the remaining Immortal Clan Descendants seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power, and they all began to imitate.

For a time, all kinds of bizarre and unimaginable methods emerged one after another—truly a case of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their own powers.

Some Immortal Clan Descendants branded their bodies with burning Immortal Fire; some picked up sharp daggers and carved blood‑red lines into their arms; others even swallowed poisonous insects just to make themselves endure……

The tactics they employed grew ever more vicious and bizarre, to the point where they completely disregarded their own safety and no longer regarded themselves as normal people.

Looking at this near‑mad group of Immortal Clan Descendants, the young cultivators of ordinary background felt a chill surge from the soles of their feet to their heads, and gooseflesh rose all over their bodies.

He silently sighed, "Good fellows, you really are a bunch of iron‑willed heroes."

Just when did these Immortal Clan Descendants become so ruthless and merciless?

Not to mention the others present, even Qi Xiong and his fellow Shī xiōng standing nearby were staring wide‑eyed, shocked and astonished.

Are all the youngsters of the Immortal Realm this strong‑willed? Yet one must admit that, based on the methods and strategies they have displayed, they truly are eye‑opening.

As expected, they really did manage to endure it.

Time ticked by second by second, and before anyone realized, a Shíchén had quietly passed.

Looking around, aside from that group of steadfast Immortal Clan Descendants, the remaining young cultivators of relatively ordinary background who managed to persevere and pass this examination amounted to less than one‑tenth.

Those who could not endure the examination could only leave in dejection, mercilessly eliminated.

At the same time, the lavish spread of food that had been laid out on several tables had already been swept away clean as if by a gust of wind scattering remnants of clouds.

Seeing this scene, Qi Xiong's body flickered and he instantly stood aloft in mid‑air.

He looked down from above at the dense crowd below, his face solemn and his voice low as he slowly spoke.

"Those who have failed may leave on their own. As for the rest of you, first let me congratulate you, for from this moment on you have successfully passed this examination and officially become disciples of our Dao One Immortal Sect."

"Next, the Elders of our sect will personally come forward to register your identity information one by one and issue you exclusive tokens symbolizing your disciple status."

Having said that, Qi Xiong paused briefly, then added.

"Finally, welcome to our Dao One Immortal Sect; I hope that in the days to come you will all cultivate diligently, keep improving, and together contribute your strength to the sect's development and growth."

Qi Xiong stood in the high air, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below, his face stern and unsmiling; after simply announcing the final result of this examination, he said no more.

Immediately afterward, he gave a slight nod to Qin Shan Hai, Lin Potian, and a few others, then turned and left.

Qin Shan Hai and Lin Potian understood each other's thoughts and hurriedly set down the jade table.

At this moment, those who had passed the examination began to approach the jade table in an orderly fashion.

The first young cultivator stepped forward briskly and respectfully stood before the jade table.

Lin Potian asked, expressionless.

"Name."

The young cultivator immediately replied.

"Zhang Kun."

Lin Potian then asked.

"Age."

"Three hundred sixty‑two years old."

"Cultivation."

Zhang Kun answered without hesitation.

"Great Accomplishment of the Immortal Realm."

Thus, one young cultivator after another came forward to register.

Some were calm and confident; others could barely conceal their excitement, clenching their fists as if ready to go all out.

However, regardless of their backgrounds, when they reported their cultivation levels, Qin Shan Hai and Lin Potian were unfailingly surprised and shocked.

"Lesser Accomplishment of the Immortal Realm."

"Perfect Accomplishment of the Immortal Realm."

As the registration proceeded, the faces of Qin Shan Hai and Lin Potian grew increasingly grim.

They glanced at each other and saw in each other's eyes an embarrassment and helplessness that could not be concealed.

You must know, they are senior figures of the Dao One Immortal Sect.

In terms of age, they are who knows how many years older than these newly admitted disciples before them.

Yet now, the cultivation of these young disciples actually surpasses both of them.

For a moment, Qin Shan Hai and Lin Potian felt their faces burning, as if they had been publicly slapped hard several times.

They had thought that, relying on their many years of cultivation experience and seniority, they ought to be considered fairly influential and powerful within the sect.

Who would have imagined that today they would suffer such a blow, truly losing face.

Looking at those young disciples' faces full of vigor and vitality, and then reflecting on how their own years of effort seemed to have gone to waste, Qin Shan Hai and Lin Potian could not help but feel a deep sense of defeat.

Could it be that I've really wasted most of my life? At this moment, both of their eyes are filled with confusion.

As the registration work ended, all disciples who had passed the three-round assessment stood on the square, waiting for the distribution of disciple tokens.

Looking at this group of young disciples, none of whom had cultivation lower than his own, Lin Potian and Qin Shan Hai felt complex inside, and ultimately they simultaneously let out a sigh.

"Our sect's disciples are truly all like dragons; the future is promising."

Using this to comfort himself, he looked around and saw that the disciples' cultivation surpassed that of the Elders; gazing across the Immortal Realm, which sect could achieve this?