Yin Xue had clearly arrived late, but no one dared utter a single complaint. A monster like him was born to be the center of the stage. To have the chance to wait for him was already considered the highest honor. Under countless watchful eyes, Yin Xue did something unexpected. He slowly walked straight toward a young man in a simple blue robe, someone who seemed utterly unknown. Standing behind that young man was a delicate-looking cat demon girl... Ling Feng's sharp eyebrows lifted slightly as the corners of his mouth curved into an amused smile. He was genuinely curious to see how this son of the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor would choose to act. What surprised Ling Feng was that Yin Xue merely brushed past him, leaving only this arrogant line behind before walking away without sparing him another glance. "Hehe, quite the attitude..." Ling Feng curled his lip in disdain. Strictly speaking, the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor and the Qiongqi Demon Emperor had once been sworn brothers. He himself was on equal footing with the Qiongqi Demon Emperor and even acted as guardian to the little Qiongqi. By seniority, he and the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor were equals. So by all rights, this Yin Xue should be calling him uncle. "Big Brother Long, that is the same filthy fellow." Mu Qianxue spotted the servant next to Yin Xue and could not help feeling uneasy. This was not the time for trouble. "It's him." Ling Feng nodded slightly. "But you do not need to worry." Mu Qianxue nodded too. As long as she was beside Ling Feng, she felt safe no matter what. At that moment, a disciple of the Canglong Sanctum dressed in a red robe stepped onto a tall platform and announced that the disciple selection would officially begin in a quarter of an hour. Ling Feng stood quietly and studied his surroundings. "Little Xue, do you know what the Canglong Sanctum's test involves?" Feeling a bit bored, Ling Feng asked the question casually. Mu Qianxue bit her delicate lips nervously before speaking slowly, "It's like... there are many sealed memories in my mind. Whenever I try to recall them, I get terrible headaches. But afterwards, fragments of knowledge and memories surface. It's like..." Mu Qianxue clenched her teeth, her voice barely a whisper. "It's like I'm no longer myself." "You are still you." Ling Feng gently patted her shoulder to comfort her, "It might be memories from a past life." Mu Qianxue pressed her lips together in a faint smile. "Brother Long, you're lying. There's no such thing as past lives." "Martial arts can reach the level of the divine. Anything is possible." Ling Feng curled his lips and changed the topic. "Just tell me what you know about the Sanctum's test." Mu Qianxue nodded softly, "The first round tested physical strength." "Candidates would enter a demon's power field. Inside that field, gravity would be a hundred times stronger than normal. The rule was that the candidates had to cross the field without using any demonic essence. Only then would they qualify for the next round." "One hundred times gravity?" Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose. This was actually too easy! One hundred times gravity sounded impressive, but for him, with a body that had been struck by lightning more than once, this was no big deal at all. For other ordinary demon lords, however, although their bodies were naturally stronger than humans, withstanding one hundred times gravity without any demonic essence would be a harsh trial. Just then, a middle-aged man rose into the air to the sound of countless gasps of awe. He stood steadily in the sky, clad in pitch-black armor. On his chest plate was an engraving of a fierce black dragon that radiated an overwhelming aura. The crowd of demons gasped in unison and stared at the man above with faces full of excitement. "Everyone, welcome to the disciple selection of the Canglong Sanctum. I am your chief examiner. You may call me Mo Bing Demon King." Mo Bing swung his arm wide. The cloak on his back fluttered behind him, giving him a dramatic presence. "It is Mo Bing Demon King from the Black Dragon Hall. They say he ranks among the top ten on the Canglong Star Ranking of the Sanctum!" Many quickly recognized him. Within the Sanctum, there was a special Canglong Star Ranking for demon kings. The top seventy-two were called the Seventy-Two Earth Fiend Demon Kings. Compared to ordinary demon kings, they enjoyed better and more plentiful cultivation resources. Likewise, expert demon emperors had their own ranking, called the Canglong Sun and Moon Ranking. The top thirty-six were the Thirty-six Heavenly Spirit Demon Emperors, who held life and death authority over countless experts of the Sanctum. As for the Canglong Envoys, their status was even higher. They oversaw the Eight Great Canglong Sanctum, which were symbolized by red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and black. Apart from the Canglong Demon Ruler, these eight Canglong Envoys wielded the greatest power. "Sons of all clans, give it your all. Pass this test and you will have every resource you could ask for. All you need to do is fight for it with your lives. Do you understand?" Mo Bing Demon King's words were brief but powerful, instantly igniting the spirits of the ten thousand gathered there. Those who won would have everything. Those who failed might not even have the right to live. This was the rule of survival for the Sanctum, for the entire Demon Domain, and for the entire continent. "Enough talk. I will now explain the first test." Mo Bing Demon King's expression grew stern. He swept his arm out and the center of the square rumbled as a massive platform slowly rose into the air, blocking out the sun and sky. Its sheer size made it hard to breathe. The platform was over three thousand zhang wide and more than eight thousand zhang long. Even if every candidate stepped onto it, there would still be plenty of space left. Ling Feng felt a shiver in his heart. Such a feat was nothing short of miraculous! "This is the Heavenly Demon Force Field. I believe you all know what it is. Your task is to move from the starting point to the end as far as you can. Once you step onto the platform, you are forbidden to use any demonic essence. If you do, you will be disqualified immediately." "Listen well. In the first round, only the one thousand who go the farthest will move on. The rest of you can go back to where you came from." With an icy gaze, Mo Bing Demon King explained, "The first four kilometers of this demonic power field indeed bear one hundred times normal gravity. But beyond that, each additional kilometer increases gravity by another hundredfold. By the final stretch between seven and eight kilometers, you'll be crushed under five hundred times the weight of the mortal world!" "You all carry the hopes of your clans on your shoulders. No one wants to return home empty-handed. Fight hard. The Canglong Sanctum awaits fresh blood!" These words made many clench their fists. Most were young and still full of passion. Stirred up by Mo Bing's speech, they felt their blood boil and their fighting spirit surge. As he looked at these eager young demons, Mo Bing's lips curled into a faint, nearly invisible smile. He thought to himself that they were still young, full of passion and spirit, but this world had never been one that could be conquered with passion alone. Under countless watchful eyes, Mo Bing finally raised his voice in declaration: "Let the Heavenly Demon Force Field begin!"