Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

This is the first hurdle in the selection process for the outer disciples of the Beginning Demon Sect.

The test assesses the individual's adaptability to demonic energy and their physical constitution.

Only by passing through this stone gate and persevering through the demonic energy can one be qualified to enter the Hall of Transmission and be personally selected by Elder Mo Yuan.

Listen.

Qinglin stood in front of the stone gate, his expression becoming solemn.

She turned her head and earnestly gave Su Yu some instructions.

"This demonic energy is extremely domineering; I've heard it can directly erode the physical body and the true spirit."

"Once inside, immediately shut down your six senses and use all your strength to resist assimilation."

"If you can't hold on, get out. Don't lose your life in there."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a piercing scream came from inside the stone gate ahead.

A cultivator who had just entered stumbled out, his skin and flesh festering as if corroded by strong acid. He lay on the ground, writhing and howling in agony, his breath almost completely exhausted.

Su Yu looked at the churning demonic energy.

A barely perceptible glint of something unusual flashed in his deep eyes.

It's very rich.

This demonic energy contains extremely strong corrosive and destructive power, enough to easily tear apart the physical defenses of a peak cultivator in the Boundless Realm.

but.

For someone who possesses the peak-level Heavenly Demon God Kingdom, this power is ultimately still a level below him.

The Heavenly Demon God Kingdom within his body not only did not feel any pressure, but instead instinctively began to operate, generating a throbbing desire to silently assimilate and absorb it.

"clear."

Su Yu nodded calmly.

"Walk!"

Qinglin took a deep breath and stepped into the stone gate first.

Su Yu followed closely behind.

boom!

The moment I stepped through the stone gate.

The surrounding scenery had completely changed.

The endless black demonic energy was like a shark that had smelled blood.

They surged toward the two of them in a frenzy.

It forcefully penetrates the body through the pores and seven orifices.

Tearing apart the flesh, eroding the true spirit.

"Well!"

Qinglin let out a painful groan.

Her body trembled violently, and fine beads of blood seeped from her bluish-gray scales.

When demonic energy enters the body, the pain, as if a thousand steel knives were scraping against the meridians, is enough to cause any cultivator with a weak mind to collapse instantly.

but.

Qinglin gritted her teeth.

She did not back down.

The mutated mixed blood essence within his body unleashed astonishing resilience at this moment.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Only three seconds had passed.

Qinglin's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

She was breathing heavily, a look of unbelievable surprise flashing in her eyes.

I've gotten used to it.

After completing a full cycle within her body, the violent demonic energy miraculously became docile.

It even began to nourish her physical body.

"I...I did it?"

Even Qinglin herself found it unbelievable.

She knew she was talented, but she never imagined she was this talented.

Adapt to the bone-corroding demonic energy in three seconds.

This talent would be considered top-tier within the Primordial Demon Sect.

She turned around in surprise and looked at Su Yu behind her.

"Long Yu, how are you...?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Qinglin was stunned.

Su Yu was standing not far behind her.

His face was as pale as paper.

His whole body trembled violently, as if it were a leaf.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall, and his hands were clenched into fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.

He looked like he was in extreme pain and on the verge of collapse.

but.

Just as Qinglin was about to step in to help.

Su Yu's body suddenly stiffened.

Then.

He exhaled a breath of stale air smoothly.

Her pale face regained its rosy color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His trembling body straightened up again.

"I'm fine."

Su Yu looked at Qing Lin, his voice hoarse, revealing a hint of weakness from surviving a calamity.

"I barely... made it through."

Qinglin's eyes widened.

She looked at Su Yu and gasped.

"Four seconds?"

"You, a peak-stage Transformation Realm cultivator, actually adapted in just four seconds?"

Qinglin's worldview was impacted.

She thought she had adapted in three seconds, which was pretty good.

Surprisingly, this random underling only took four seconds!

"Good luck."

Su Yu carefully considered his tone and gave a reasonable explanation.

"The bloodline of the Abyss Dragon Clan has a certain resistance to demonic energy."

Qinglin suddenly realized.

"I see, no wonder you were able to hold on."

She patted Su Yu on the shoulder, her eyes full of admiration.

"Well done!"

"Let's go inside!"

The two walked side by side into the depths of the magic array.

however.

They didn't know.

At this moment.

In a secret room deep within the Hall of Transmission.

A pair of murky eyes, yet exuding boundless pressure, were staring intently at a water mirror in front of him.

Elder Mo Yuan.

A powerful being at the peak of the Primordial Chaos Realm.

At this moment, his withered face was shrouded in death.

With a violent cough, a trickle of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

My lifespan is really running out.

He must find a perfect successor as soon as possible.

The reflection in the water mirror shows everything inside the magic array.

Elder Mo Yuan's gaze was fixed on Qing Lin.

three seconds.

It only took three seconds!

Mo Yuan's withered fingers suddenly gripped the armrest of the chair tightly.

His eyes blazed with an unprecedented fervor and shock.

To know.

This bone-corroding demonic energy is the most fundamental test of a cultivator's physical body and true spirit.

The stronger the adaptability, the higher the compatibility between their physique and the demonic path, and the more efficient they will be in cultivating their lineage's techniques in the future!

Generally speaking

Anyone who can adapt within ten minutes can be considered a genius.

Those who can adapt in five minutes are top geniuses.

And this girl with mixed bloodlines.

It only took three seconds!

"A peerless gem..."

Elder Mo Yuan's voice was trembling.

"Although I have mixed blood, this mutated physique is practically tailor-made for me!"

"Sufficient to perfectly inherit all of my primordial cultivation accumulated throughout my life!"

"That's her!"

but.

Just as he was about to look away...

His gaze inadvertently swept over the half-dragon boy behind Qinglin.

Su Yu.

The scene in the water mirror was magnified and slowed down infinitely under Elder Mo Yuan's microscopic vision at the peak of the Hongmeng Realm.

He saw Su Yu's deathly pale face.

I saw Su Yu's body trembling violently.

I saw how Su Yu took "four seconds" to barely adapt.

original.

Elder Mo Yuan also had some admiration for the young man who had only taken four seconds.

After all, four seconds is also a once-in-a-lifetime genius.

but.

Just as Elder Mo Yuan was preparing to carefully examine the young man's physical attributes...

His cloudy eyes suddenly narrowed.

His pupils trembled violently.

"wrong……"

Elder Mo Yuan suddenly stood up.

Staring at the water mirror.

The sharp insight of someone at the peak of the Primordial Realm directly penetrated the surface and struck at the underlying logic.

He saw it.

The moment the demonic energy touched the boy's body.

One-thousandth of a breath.

It's less than a fraction of a breath.

The violent, bone-corroding demonic energy did not attempt to erode the boy's physical body.

But...

They've been assimilated!

Like a clay ox entering the sea, it vanished without a trace in an instant.

The boy's body perfectly accepted everything the moment it came into contact with the demonic energy.

As for the next four seconds, his face turned deathly pale, he trembled violently, and he was covered in cold sweat.

It's all fake!

It was all an act!