You Have a Keen Eye for People

As the Undead God King's voice faded, the entire wasteland suddenly fell silent. The aura of decay vanished without a trace in an instant, replaced by a vast and ancient power.

"The trial begins!"

These words exploded in everyone's minds like a massive, echoing bell. Immediately after, the surrounding ground began to churn like boiling magma, and a foul stench of sulfur spread through the air.

Luo Qingxue and the others stood in strict formation, ready for battle, constantly on guard against any sudden changes. As everyone waited, an undead creature crawled out from the churning earth.

Chen Ping was the first to draw his sword and charge forward. With a single strike, he cleaved the undead in half. Ghostly green flames splattered in all directions, and shattered skeletal bones scattered across the ground.

"Is that it?" After defeating the undead with one blow, Chen Ping could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that the so-called trial of an innate god and demon was nothing more than this. The strength of this undead was only equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm. With his cultivation at the Void Refinement realm, passing such a trial would be more than easy.

Just as he finished speaking, more undead crawled out from the rolling ground. This time, it was not just one, but ten.

The ten undead took both human and beast forms. The pressure they emitted was all at the Nascent Soul realm. Undead of this level were simply no match for Holy Sons and Holy Daughters like Luo Qingxue.

Luo Qingxue gripped her Xueji Sword and gave it a gentle wave. The ten undead were instantly reduced to ashes.

"Senior, is this the life-threatening trial you mentioned?" The Holy Son of the Blood Fiend Holy Land looked up at the Undead God King, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He didn't think an innate god and demon would spout empty boasts to people like them.

The Undead God King sneered, "What's the rush? These are merely a warm-up for you. The main event hasn't even begun."

As his voice fell, fifteen more undead crawled out from the churning earth. This time, every single one of them possessed the strength of the Void Refinement realm.

A cultivator in the Void Refinement realm would be the core pillar of a small sect in the Lower Three Heavens, but to people like Luo Qingxue, they were still far from enough to pose a threat.

Chen Ping struck first. With a thrust of his palm, he smashed three charging undead into pieces. The Holy Son of the Blood Fiend Holy Land also made his move; swinging the blood-red longsword in his hand, a bloody wave of sword ki swept out, slicing four undead in half at the waist.

Gu Qingxue of the Oblivion Nunnery pressed her palms together and silently chanted a Buddhist mantra. A golden Buddhist light expanded from her palms. Under the illumination of this light, the remaining undead melted and dissipated instantly, like ice and snow beneath a scorching sun.

Qin Hao did not even make a move. He simply stood beside Luo Qingxue, watching quietly. Unless the enemy was at the Mahayana realm, Qin Hao couldn't even muster the desire to fight.

The Undead God King's trial gave Qin Hao and the others no chance to catch their breath. Just as they defeated these fifteen undead, twenty more immediately crawled out of the rolling ground.

The strength of these undead was all at the peak of the Void Refinement realm, only a single step away from the Body Integration realm.

Facing twenty peak Void Refinement undead, the expressions of Chen Ping and the others finally showed a trace of change. He was at the middle stage of the Void Refinement realm, and his true combat prowess could rival the peak of the Void Refinement realm, but facing twenty opponents of the same level, he did not dare to be careless.

"I'll block the left!" Chen Ping shouted loudly. His longsword left its sheath, and a fierce flash of sword light swept out, forcing back the six undead on the left.

Not to be outdone, the Holy Son of the Blood Fiend Holy Land took the initiative to meet the six undead on the right.

Gu Qingxue and Luo Qingxue engaged in a fierce struggle with the eight undead in the middle.

Qin Hao still just stood to the side, watching quietly. Of the four people on the field, aside from Luo Qingxue, who was able to fight with ease and hold the upper hand, the others were all at a disadvantage.

After all, Luo Qingxue possessed the Hongmeng Dao Body and had grasped a complete Great Dao. Qin Hao was not the least bit surprised that she could perform like this.

"Brother Ye! Help us!"

Over there, facing the attacks of six peak Void Refinement undead, Chen Ping was struggling to hold on. He hurriedly called out, begging Qin Hao for help.

Qin Hao merely glanced over without making any movement. He felt that Chen Ping's potential had not yet been fully tapped. If Chen Ping's potential were fully unleashed, defeating these undead would not be a problem. Only when facing life-and-death crises could a person's potential be completely squeezed out.

Luo Qingxue's figure darted through the horde of undead. The Xueji Sword in her hand transformed into a streak of white flowing light, and every strike she unleashed dealt massive damage to the undead.

A quarter of an hour later, she finished off the four undead she was responsible for. With a flash, she appeared beside Chen Ping, helping him fight against the undead.

With Luo Qingxue's help, the six undead Chen Ping was handling were quickly dispatched. Immediately after, the two of them split up to assist the Holy Son of the Blood Fiend Holy Land and Gu Qingxue of the Oblivion Nunnery.

"Not bad. Truly worthy of the Hongmeng Dao Body that caught my eye. I said long ago that aside from you, no one else among these people is qualified to participate in the trial. Without you, they would have all died in that last round."

The Undead God King looked at Luo Qingxue with a face full of approval. Luo Qingxue looked up at the Undead God King and asked, "Senior, is the trial over?"

The Undead God King chuckled softly. "Over? It's still early. Adjust yourselves first. In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the next round will begin."

Luo Qingxue's expression shifted. The undead were already at the peak of the Void Refinement realm. Wouldn't the next round feature undead at the Body Integration realm?

Suddenly, Luo Qingxue noticed Qin Hao standing to the side, looking completely relaxed as if the matter had nothing to do with him. She walked quickly to his side.

"You and Chen Ping are both Holy Sons of the Xuantian Holy Land, right? He just asked you for help; why didn't you save him?"

Hearing Luo Qingxue's questioning, Qin Hao shrugged his shoulders. "Does he really need someone else's help for such a minor crisis?"

"Hmph, do you disdain helping, or do you lack the ability to help?" Luo Qingxue's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze full of scrutiny as she looked at Qin Hao.

The difficulty of the next round was bound to soar. It wouldn't do for Qin Hao to continue standing by without taking action; she had to provoke him a little.

Qin Hao smiled. A provocation? Did she really think such a simple provocation would work on him?

Heh, you're a really good judge of character!

The time it took for an incense stick to burn passed in a flash. The churning ground began to boil once more. Under the watchful eyes of Luo Qingxue and the others, a full twenty-five undead crawled out from the earth.

Twenty-five undead, each possessing the strength of the Body Integration realm. Feeling the oppressive aura radiating from the undead, the expressions of Luo Qingxue and the others changed completely. Each of them possessed the ability to fight above their own level, but two fists are no match for four hands. Facing twenty-five opponents with higher cultivation bases, who felt no fear of injury and fought desperately with every move, even the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of these Holy Lands felt a massive headache.

Crack, crack. Qin Hao cracked his neck, his bones making popping sounds.

"Didn't you question whether I lacked the ability? Then please, watch closely."

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