189: Desperate

"Since we're already here, if you want to send us away without giving us the Legacy, you should at least give us some resources."

Su Yao curled her lips, looking completely fearless.

The others nodded and followed behind her.

In everyone's eyes, the backbone of the group was clearly Su Yao.

"If you want to raise the difficulty, we can accompany you at any time."

Du Xian's tone was equally firm. Once upon a time, he might have retreated in the face of difficulty, but ever since that incident involving Possession, he felt that he had to forge ahead regardless of the situation; he absolutely could not be timid anymore.

Even if he were to die, he wanted to live brilliantly. To be killed forcibly while being utterly pathetic would be a true tragedy.

Looking at the group of Human Race youths before him, Yan Yuan's eyes revealed a look of resentment.

"Since you are all so persistent, I don't mind letting you all be buried here."

Having said that, he turned and cleared a path, revealing a light gate behind him.

The group stepped inside, their faces calm.

Once inside, everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

Because they had been separated; each person's location had been divided into individual zones.

In this trial, they could not coordinate; they had to act relying solely on their own strength.

Only the strong could survive; the weak would undoubtedly die here.

Soon, opponents appeared before them—these were clearly Powerhouses of the Flame Beast Race.

Leopards, wolves, bears—a dazzling array of various animals appeared around them, surrounding them tightly.

The next moment, these animals launched an attack simultaneously, with each person essentially having to face a dozen or so animals.

Whether herbivorous or carnivorous, having no enmity, they all struck their targets at the same time.

A powerful aura, accompanied by rolling heat waves, rushed toward them, and the group hurriedly fought back.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two with weaker Cultivation had already been devoured by these Flame Beasts; only Su Yao looked relatively relaxed.

Du Xian gritted his teeth. His Cultivation could be said to be the weakest present, only at the Early Stage of the Nirvana Realm. If not for the Magic Treasure given by his Revered Master and his exquisite understanding of his Cultivation Technique, he would likely have been devoured by the Flame Beasts long ago.

At this moment, golden flames ignited on his body, constantly colliding with the flames on the Flame Beasts, with both sides evenly matched.

"Ahhh!"

Another scream rang out. Not far from Du Xian, a Disciple had their defense broken and was subsequently torn to pieces.

Sweat dripped constantly from Du Xian's head. He was giving it his all, and with the aid of the Magic Treasure, he was barely able to maintain his current situation, yet he had no way to counterattack against these Flame Beasts.

As the enemy's strength persisted and his own waned, he would sooner or later become food for these beasts.

"Junior Brother, be very careful! The flames on these Flame Beasts are very strong!"

Su Yao spoke with some concern. Within the zone she occupied, there were no longer any living Flame Beasts; she had ruthlessly slaughtered them all.

Yan Yuan, who had been hiding in the shadows observing, flickered his eyes, revealing a trace of incredulous shock.

He clearly saw this young girl slaughtering in all directions; even Flame Beasts at the same Realm as her could not withstand a single move from her.

Although her Cultivation was only at the Sendai Realm, she could easily kill Heavenly Monarchs; it was estimated that even facing a Powerhouse at the Quasi-Emperor level would be effortless.

What Yan Yuan did not know was that Su Yao already possessed an impressive track record of killing several Quasi-Emperors. As long as she could use the Magic Treasure on her person, even a Quasi-Emperor could not last a few rounds in her hands.

Du Xian coughed twice, his eyes becoming much dimmer.

The spiritual energy within his body was rapidly draining away at this very moment; it wouldn't be long before he died here.

Once his spiritual energy was exhausted, the opponents would pounce and tear his Physical Body to shreds. Although the Magic Treasure given by his Revered Master could protect his torso, it could do nothing for his limbs.

Du Xian took a deep breath, his eyes gradually beginning to turn blood-red.

A sense of madness continuously spread from him!

"I absolutely cannot fall here! I want to become my Revered Master's Personal Disciple; I cannot let my Revered Master down!"

While roaring, Du Xian released all of his spiritual energy, briefly pushing the surrounding Flame Beasts back by half a step.

Immediately after, the Long Sword in Du Xian's hand thrust out abruptly, and the golden flames rising from it instantly killed several Heavenly Human-level Flame Beasts.

Subsequently, he no longer defended his front, only his back.

All his power was concentrated on the Magic Treasure in his hand, as he hacked crazily at the Flame Beasts in front of him.

Countless wounds appeared on his chest, shoulders, and arms. Although blood flowed from the wounds, Du Xian seemed completely unable to feel it; the speed at which he swung his Long Sword did not slacken in the slightest, just like a maddened beast.

His defense behind him was quite solid; the attacks of the large number of Flame Beasts were of no avail. If they wanted to hurt him, they had to go head-to-head with him in front.

Such a suicidal fighting style left Yan Yuan stunned. It was the first time he had seen such a crazy human. Perhaps he himself had done such things in the past, but he had never been this crazy, to the point of throwing his life away.

The human before him was clearly planning to go all in. If he could succeed, he would be able to escape alive; if he could not, this would become his final swan song.

Du Xian fought with all his might for half an hour, consuming seventy percent of the spiritual energy in his body.

At the same time, his body was covered in wounds; one could not even see a patch of intact skin on his body. The whole person looked just like a blood-drenched man.

"Come on!"

Du Xian mumbled something indistinctly. His voice was not clear, but it was extremely firm. That hysterical feeling made one's scalp tingle.

His lower lip had been bitten off by some unknown Flame Beast; it hung on his face, skin and flesh attached, with blood dripping down the wound, looking particularly terrifying.

The last remaining Quasi-Emperor-level Flame Beast had originally wanted to go up and fight to the death, but it was intimidated by the aura of the person before it and retreated a few steps.

"Kill!!"

Du Xian roared crazily, swinging the Long Sword in his hand without any technique, and threw himself at the Quasi-Emperor Flame Beast.

The opponent's expression changed drastically, and it turned and fled. When it left the area confining Du Xian, it dissipated into the heaven and earth.

Of the team of eleven, only the last five survived, and Du Xian was the most heavily injured of them all.

"Junior Brother..."

Su Yao felt a pang of heartache in her heart, then looked fiercely at Yan Yuan, who had been hiding in the shadows observing.

The other party helplessly snapped his fingers, and the scenery around everyone changed again, returning to that white room.

"Is it worth it to do this? What if my Legacy is nothing at all?"

Yan Yuan did not pay attention to the others; he walked up to Du Xian before speaking slowly.