Too brutal

"Bang bang bang..."

"Five Thunders Tiangang Sword!"

"Bang bang bang... Zzzt... Clang clang clang..."

The group of victims was dumbfounded.

That thing which had driven them to despair was actually only a match for the White-clad Dao Gate Disciples.

In fact, the White-clad one even had the upper hand.

The group of victims was dumbfounded.

Those in white were only from the Walking Hall; to be precise, they were first-tier Dao Gate Disciples.

Were first-tier Disciples really that fierce?

This was somewhat too ridiculous.

But what surprised everyone even more...

...was that although the White-clad one could clearly defeat that ghostly thing...

...he actually became Life Qi instead.

Even his eyes began to turn red.

Then he went berserk.

Bathed in lightning, he finally defeated the woman in about ten minutes.

"Assessment over. Fail. First assessment failed. The next assessment will be in one year. If you fail twice more, your status as a Dao Gate Disciple will be revoked!"

The Red-clad Dao Sect Member said coldly.

The White-clad one approached his Green-clad Master with a dejected expression.

The Green-clad Master did not scold him.

He simply said:

"Can't you release your ultimate Move without shouting its name? The time you spend shouting the Move's name is enough to kill the enemy, yet you waste it on that!"

"It's only because they don't know your ultimate Move. If they did, wouldn't shouting the Move's name just be telling them to come and break your Move?"

The White-clad one lowered his head, not daring to speak.

But the group of victimized Disciples was bewildered.

"Wait, didn't he win? Why did he still fail?"

Someone asked another White-clad one.

The White-clad one being questioned was also a bit nervous now.

"Well, taking ten minutes to defeat an enemy in the same Realm is indeed quite poor!"

Everyone: "???"

Ten minutes to defeat an enemy in the same Realm?

Poor!

Wait, are we even practicing the same kind of cultivation?

Aren't your requirements for Disciples a bit too harsh?

But immediately after...

...everyone was bewildered again.

Because the Red-clad one gave the skin-eating thing a Medicinal Pill.

The thing was fully restored.

"Assessment continues!"

The skin-eating thing was enraged.

"How dare you humiliate me! I will make you all die!"

The Red-clad Dao Gate Disciple was very satisfied.

"Good, assessment continues!"

Then another White-clad one stepped forward.

This time, the White-clad Disciple was even more violent.

In just seven minutes, he knocked the ghostly thing to the ground.

But the assessment was still a failure.

Because this Disciple got injured.

The White-clad one's Green-clad Master looked somewhat ashamed.

"Seriously, getting injured in the same Realm? You're even worse than the one who took ten minutes!"

The White-clad one was ashamed.

"Master, I was wrong!"

The Green-clad one waved his hand.

"Forget it, forget it. I'll personally train you when we get back!"

But the group of Cultivators was dumbfounded.

"Ah! Is getting injured in the same Realm a shameful thing?"

The White-clad one who was asked again felt like laughing.

"It's different. If we're sparring with fellow Disciples and you don't make them bleed, that's shameful. But if you're outside the Dao Gate and you still get injured by someone at the same Rank, you're a real disgrace to the Dao Gate."

The group of Cultivators instantly felt insulted.

What do you mean? What exactly do you mean by that?

Are you saying that outside the Dao Gate, everyone is trash?

So arrogant?

Someone was unconvinced.

"No way! Since we're both in the Tongxuan Realm, I want to try too!"

Someone approached the Red-clad one.

"Senior, I want to give it a try as well!"

The Red-clad one became interested.

"Sure, go ahead. Be careful!"

Then, the Red-clad one healed the demon once again.

The Cultivator stepped forward.

"Bang..."

He was sent flying by a single punch.

His body slammed into the Dao Gate brick Magic Treasure wall and finally slid down.

The group of Cultivators: "???"

Wait, brother, you got insta-killed?

The Red-clad one shook his head.

"This thing is in perfect condition. Next Disciple assessment, begin!"

These words were no different from a critical hit.

The Cultivator who had just been treated wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into after hearing that.

It was too humiliating.

The group of Cultivators became well-behaved.

Then they witnessed the brutality of the Dao Gate.

Those who finished in five minutes barely passed; three minutes was excellent.

Those who finished in one minute were Geniuses!

And the great demon they feared was beaten to a mental breakdown.

Then the Dao Gate administered a Berserk Pill.

Everyone felt a bit suffocated.

Because this was somewhat worse than death.

Are these Dao Gate members really Righteous Path Cultivators?

Wait, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

The one they are tormenting now is a skin-eating demon!

The group was silenced by the sight of the Dao Gate using Demonic Path methods to uphold justice.

Especially seeing the group of Green-clad ones watching with great interest.

For a moment, they couldn't tell who the good guys were!

However, some Cultivators were still puzzled.

He asked the White-clad commentator again.

"Is the Dao Gate assessment really this strict? Three failures and you're expelled?"

The White-clad Disciple was confused.

"In ordinary Sects, if a handyman fails three times to promote to the inner court, aren't they also expelled?"

The Cultivator shook his head.

"It's not the same. I feel like any one of your Dao Gate Disciples would be a Genius in any other Sect!"

The commentator Disciple nodded.

"Exactly. So if you fail the assessment, you might as well go be a Genius in another Sect!"

The Cultivator felt he shouldn't have asked.

After asking, he felt quite hurt.

Now the Cultivator saw that it was almost the commentator's turn.

He asked again.

"Are you confident?"

The White-clad commentator shook his head.

"Not much!"

The Cultivator felt a little better.

But the Cultivator still asked:

"Is the Dao Gate still recruiting?"

The White-clad one nodded.

"Yes. As long as you pass the Heart-Questioning Path, you'll be a Walking Hall Dao Gate Disciple!"

The Cultivator made up his mind.

After returning this time, he must try to join the Dao Gate.

Soon, it was the commentator's turn.

He went forward nervously.

"Bang..."

Then he insta-killed the skin-eating monster with a single punch.

"Hmm?"

The Red-clad one was very surprised.

"Not bad, not bad. Finally, I've seen a decent one!"

Then the Red-clad one took out a passing stamp and handed it to the commentator.

"Collect your reward when you get back, and strive to promote to Green-clad as soon as possible!"

The White-clad commentator's face turned flushed with excitement.

"Thank you!"

The demon extermination ended.

Within the Dao Gate, some were joyful and some were sorrowful.

There was also a group of rescued Cultivators, looking dazed and vacant!

The matter of the demons was certainly terrifying.

But the blow from the Dao Gate left their Dao Hearts even more shattered.

"Brother Commentator, I'd like to ask, what level are the Black-clad ones in the Dao Gate?"

The White-clad Disciple: "..."

What the hell is "Brother Commentator"?

But he still explained.

"White-clad is the entry level. But to promote from White-clad to Green-clad, you must be invincible among the White-clad. To promote from Green-clad to Red-clad, you must be invincible among the Green-clad. And the top-tier Disciples in the Dao Gate today are the Black-clad!"

The Cultivator swallowed hard.

"Doesn't that mean any Disciple pulled from the Dao Gate can crush anyone of the same generation?"

The White-clad commentator: "I really don't know about that. After all, the Black-clad Seniors are currently fighting those in the Void Tempering and Dao Integration Realms! We rarely see them fight opponents of the same Rank. As for the one above the Black-clad, Dao Lord Zhou Ziming, I believe you should be familiar with him!"