What do you mean by my awakened profession being Monster Hunter?

"That difficult?!"

Countless people were shocked, but they also knew that this was to be expected, with only three thousand spots available, meaning that the vast majority of people would be eliminated.

The second group, the third group... were all the same. Tens of thousands of cultivators entered at the same time in each group, but in the end, less than 10% of the beings were able to pass.

When it was Qi Shi'an's turn to enter the sixty-sixth group, he had just stepped into the formation when a thick fog enveloped the sky, accompanied by divine light that could attack divine sense.

He didn't walk very fast, and even pretended to be out of breath, showing that he could barely get through.

What was chilling was that everyone saw many young supreme beings arrive, vying for the spots with them.

These were all uninvited young supreme beings from various clans. In the end, it was the Yuan clan who stepped forward and invited these beings out.

The second challenge tests combat strength. Several stone tablets stand in front of you, and you need to bombard them with all your might to test how strong you really are.

To avoid drawing too much attention, Qi Shi'an suppressed his own strength and ranked only 1,666th.

In the end, millions of people were rejected and were extremely frustrated. This does not even include the older generation who did not meet the requirements, which shows how significant the opening of this secret realm had.

"To avoid casualties, you were not allowed to fight. Now the spots have been decided."

"But I still have to say that the Donghua Secret Realm is extremely dangerous, with all sorts of mysterious and ferocious beasts. You can easily lose your life. You should think this through carefully."

On the high platform, a vigorous cult leader spoke, his voice as loud as a divine bell.

Even after he finished speaking, no one backed down; they all decided to seek great fortune.

Three days later, the time for the secret realm to open will arrive!

One hundred and eight large stars appeared one after another in the sky above the ancient city of Donghua, accompanied by chaotic energy, rotating in the sky. In the end, they connected to form several lines, forming the two ancient characters "Donghua".

The two ancient characters “Donghua” seemed to possess supreme power, tearing through the void, spreading chaotic energy, and then bursting forth with dazzling immortal light. Deep within the mist, a magnificent palace faintly emerged.

It was a star gate that appeared in the vast sky, and everyone was deeply shocked. They never expected that opening the secret realm would require 108 large stars to form the two characters "Donghua" to open the passage.

It's as if we're about to enter the starry sky, cross the other shore, and ascend to a fairyland!

A group of young first-generation beings appeared, each possessing extraordinary phenomena. They stood in their own places, enveloped in runes, like a group of god-kings descending to earth.

After the secret realm opened, they were the first to be invited inside, which meant they were one step closer to a great opportunity.

A constellation of stars shines, each a young supreme and prodigy from their respective states. The emergence of any one of them would be earth-shattering, yet they have gathered here today—this is truly a grand feast!

One hundred and eight large stars transformed into the two characters "Donghua," piercing through the void. The portal was enormous, and its interior was dazzling.

Inside the gate is an altar; climbing it allows you to enter different areas of the secret realm.

Important figures from various major religions personally oversaw the process, guiding these prodigies to ascend the altars and escorting them to different areas.

After all, no one wants these young supreme beings to appear in one place from the very beginning, as that would lead to a bloody melee.

Everyone noticed that each first generation who ascended the altar received a pure white beast tooth, which puzzled them.

The group asked each other and received an answer that shocked them deeply.

This pure white beast tooth is a rare "life charm." If the person who possesses it is killed in the secret realm, it can take their place and teleport them back to the altar.

However, the Beast Fang Life Talisman can only be used once. The holder will be enveloped by the rune and teleported back to the altar. If the holder insists on entering the Donghua Secret Realm again and is killed, they will perish.

"Those are life-saving items? Let's grab a few once we get inside!"

Qi Shi'an thought to himself, his eyes burning with desire. He didn't care how many times he could use them; he would just snatch them all.

Even if I don't need it myself, I can still sell it at a high price.

After all the first-generation and young supreme beings invited by various races had entered, it was finally the turn of the three thousand cultivators from the outside world.

The high-ranking figures guarding the gate began to be assigned, sending them to different areas. Each area had a fixed number of people and a first generation, and then a group of outside cultivators were assigned to each area.

Clearly, this was a way of sending three thousand cultivators to the First Generation as a whetstone.

Some people couldn't help but want to back down, because such great fortune is not so easy to obtain.

Because Qi Shi'an's ranking was mediocre during the combat strength test, he was sent to the area where the temple was located.

An old man in the temple stared at the group of people with coldness and contempt in his eyes, treating them like mere fodder.

Qi Shi'an was fearless. As he left, he met the old man's gaze, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

The old man's eyes were indifferent. He hadn't expected that a bold young cultivator would dare to look him in the eye. But for some reason, he had a premonition that was making him uneasy.

Qi Shi'an thought to himself, "Golden-striped White Tiger, I've got you!"

……

The area where Qi Shi'an and his group landed was sparsely populated with ancient trees, but they were all incredibly vigorous. Each tree required more than a dozen people to encircle it, and its old bark was cracked, resembling dragon scales.

The trees are very far apart, with open spaces between them. Wisps of pale golden mist rise from the trees, accompanied by the glow of the sunset, mostly coming from the western region.

They entered the secret realm, and their first impression was of an incredibly dense spiritual energy.

“We all arrived in the same region at the same time, why don’t we form an alliance?” a young man in fine clothes suggested.

This secret realm is full of great opportunities, and there are also powerful first-generation beings. If they do not join forces, they may not be able to compete with them.

"No, I prefer being alone."

Qi Shi'an resolutely refused and walked alone towards the west.

Once inside this secret realm, everyone is in fierce competition, whether they are gathering precious herbs or searching for supreme blood.

Besides, he can sweep through on his own, why bring a bunch of burdens along?

As soon as he entered the dense forest, Qi Shi'an immediately changed his appearance and presented himself as a Western religious figure.

"What was that old monk's name again? Mo... Yao!"

Qi Shi'an gave a wicked smile, revealing himself as a disciple of the Western Sect, and slaughtered the first generation of disciples. I wonder if they will be furious when they find out.

"Oh? Xuan Yang Flower!"

He hadn't gone far when he saw a flower rooted in a crevice in a rocky hill, bathed in the glow of the sunset.

This herb, no more than three feet tall, is carved from crimson jade. Its petals resemble a sun crown, radiating rays of intense light, and its entire body is permeated with spiritual energy.

Qi Shi'an used his Devouring Power to capture the Xuan Yang Flower without damaging its roots.

Chi!

Suddenly, a sound of tearing air rang out, and a divine light arrived at lightning speed, attacking him.

It was a black flying sword, aimed directly at his head, intending to kill him with a single blow.

Qi Shi'an's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his whole body glowed, and he suddenly unleashed his demon-subduing pestle.

"boom!"

The Vajra Pestle transformed into a ball of brilliant golden light, rushing forward and crashing into the black flying sword with a thunderous roar, unleashing countless runes.

In an instant, the nearby mountains collapsed, vegetation exploded, and peaks cracked, as the mountain suffered a tremendous impact.

The surrounding mountains were completely barren, utterly destroyed, with many peaks leveled – a truly terrifying sight.

"You're a follower of the Western religion?!"

As the dust settled, a figure was revealed.

It was a middle-aged man with thick black hair and eyes like copper bells. He held a black flying sword and exuded an imposing aura.

Behind him, there were many figures, clearly all powerful figures from the temple.

This is a highly renowned sect, and powerful individuals who have ignited their divine fire have entered, and there are more than one of them.

"You dare to attack me without knowing who I am? Have you already prepared your own grave?"

Qi Shi'an was filled with resentment, his eyes revealing a murderous aura, like an angry Vajra, terrifying to the soul.

Others may fear experts at the Divine Fire Realm, but he is not. When he descended to the lower realm, he treated experts at the Divine Fire Realm like candied hawthorns, nailing them to death in the ruins. They still exist there today, for people to remember.

"Fellow Daoist, as far as I know, all the fellow disciples of the Western Sect traveled together, so how did you end up in the area of ​​our temple?" The middle-aged man frowned, quite puzzled.

The major forces have entered first and are distributed in various regions, so it's impossible for them to encounter each other so quickly.

But the person before me, in terms of both appearance and the magical implements he used, was undoubtedly one of the items used by the disciples of the Western Sect.

"Do I need to explain the path I've taken to you?" Qi Shi'an said dismissively, coldly, "Hand over the precious medicine as compensation at the moment, or don't blame me for not giving your ancient holy son any face."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere immediately became tense, and the powerful figures from the temple all wore cold expressions.

"The Xuan Yang Flower belongs to you, fellow Daoist," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

If he were not a disciple of the Western Sect, he would not have given in so easily. Moreover, he also saw that the magical artifact Qi Shi'an was holding was a true divine artifact.

He could unleash a true divine artifact with a single move, and might even possess a celestial divine artifact, which is why he dared not act rashly.

Upon hearing this, Qi Shi'an scoffed, "It belongs to me? Does that mean it's a gift from you to this poor monk?"

"What do you want?" The middle-aged man's face darkened.

Qi Shi'an said with a smile, "What does this humble monk wish for? Naturally… robbery!"

The next moment, Qi Shi'an made his move. Holding the Vajra Pestle, he flashed like an immortal ray of light piercing the sky, accompanied by a series of booming sounds.

His eyes shot out an astonishing beam of light, and he descended like a god descending to earth, holding that precious pestle.

boom!

Qi Shi'an was surrounded by dazzling golden light, which seemed endless. The demon-subduing pestle shot out a thick beam of light that distorted the void. It carried a trace of immortal aura that was indescribable and terrifying.

Before any of the temple's powerful figures could react, the golden beam struck the middle-aged man.

With a loud "boom," he was sent flying, a gaping hole in his chest from which blood gushed forth, a horrifying sight.

The next moment, the middle-aged man was enveloped in a ball of light and disappeared into the sky.

"what?!"

The other powerful figures from the temple paled in shock, their hair standing on end. The strongest among them, a being on the verge of igniting divine fire, had exhausted his life talisman with a single strike.

"A mere speck of dust has obtained a beast tooth life talisman." Qi Shi'an's eyes flashed as he looked at the other powerful figures from the temple and sneered, "Do you have any life talismans? Hand them over immediately, or else..."

"Let's split up!"

At the same moment, several powerful figures from the temple transformed into beams of divine light and fled in all directions.

"Want to escape?"

Qi Shi'an sneered, then stomped his feet on the ground, causing the earth to shake and the land for thousands of miles to tremble. Endless runes could be seen spreading out from beneath his feet.

Before the powerful figures from the temple had gone far, they felt an immense force pressing down on them, as if the ancient demonic mountain was on their backs, making it difficult for them to move.

This is a fragment of the Qilin technique, the Qilin Step, which he transformed from the Myriad Paths Tree after absorbing the marrow and blood of the Wind Qilin Beast!

The Qilin Step can resonate with the heavens and earth, gradually building up pressure to force people into action.

Qi Shi'an leaped into the air, his feet treading on the void, and pounced on a powerful figure from the temple like a bolt of lightning.

"Pfft!"

With a swift movement, the vajra, its white and translucent bone, crashed down, shattering the skull of the temple's powerful figure.

The powerful figure from the temple let out a final roar before his body was shattered by the Vajra Pestle, and he perished completely.

At the same time, Qi Shi'an turned around and stepped into the void. Each step he took produced a dull thud, as if he were stepping on a divine drum, shaking people's souls to the point of breaking.

"Puff puff!"

Qi Shi'an glowed with light, his every step terrifying. Several powerful figures from the temple were all crushed to death by the Qilin Step, exploding in the void and turning into a rain of blood.

Two others, like the middle-aged man, were enveloped in a rain of light and soared into the sky, leaving this place.

Qi Shi'an waved his sleeve and said with a disdainful look, "Tch, you dare to lay a hand on me... young master? You're tired of living."

He cleaned up the mess and then left gracefully.

Chapter 119 In the Name of Mo Yao

At the exit of the Donghua Secret Realm, the elders of the various sects guarding the altar conversed amongst themselves, all speculating about which sect had reaped the greatest rewards and which first generation had risen to prominence.

They even opened betting odds and placed bets.

“Your Juntian Realm has gained a huge advantage. Most of the low-ranking nobodys are in your area, so you don’t have any competitive pressure. That’s a bit unfair.”

"Heh, just making use of waste. Who told you to be a beat too slow? But don't blame us Juntian Realm, isn't the Temple the same?"

"Hmph, with my sect's ancient holy son among us, who can stop us? Don't even mention those ranked low; even if all three thousand worthless bastards were sent in, my sect's ancient holy son could still sweep them all away."

Just as the group of cult leaders were talking, the altar emitted a light, indicating that the powerful figure who held the life talisman had been killed and forcibly teleported back here.