"All right, Long Fei, you may begin now," Mo Bing Demon King urged. Ling Feng nodded. With a flick of his right hand, he drew the Eradicator of Realms. He did not just want to reach eight colors. He wanted to leave a sword mark too. Only then would it be truly shocking. After all, his purpose for coming to the Canglong Sanctum was to earn the chance to speak directly with the Canglong Demon Ruler. A low hum sounded. The Eradicator of Realms trembled violently. At the same time, Ling Feng's body suddenly grew larger. Golden fur covered him completely. He had revealed his Chaotic True Form. "He's showing his demonic beast true form right away? Is that really necessary?" The demon geniuses all looked at each other. Using the demonic beast true form could boost combat power, but the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar tested the purity of demonic essence. What use was the true form here? "He really doesn't know anything!" "Mhm. Absolutely clueless!" Some of the young demons mocked him, but a few Demon Kings showed interest. Ling Feng's revealed form looked very much like the legendary "Chaotic Beast". Several Demon Kings slowly lifted their heads. Very few could awaken a sword-type soul manifestation. Each one was a true genius among geniuses. "This boy has quite the foundation too!" Mo Bing Demon King nodded slightly. Seems disciple selection would bring in some remarkable students. Ling Feng let out a slow breath. If he wanted to make an impact, he had to show true power. In front of the watching crowd, his face stayed calm. He lightly swept the Eradicator of Realms in his hand. Nine mysterious inscriptions flowed across the blade. He had etched these inscriptions onto his sword after studying the Reincarnation Heaven-Burying Sword Art. As his understanding of that sword art deepened, these nine inscriptions had become one of his main techniques. In truth, taking first place would not be hard for Ling Feng. What he really wanted was to leave a sword mark on the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar. "Reincarnated Sword Strike!" Ling Feng called out in a low voice. His sword danced. The nine inscriptions twisted and wove together like nine jiao dragons. His blade danced and the nine dragons roared! As they rose, they stirred fierce winds. The force was far greater than what Yin Xue had shown moments before. Even before Ling Feng's sword energy struck, the eight Coiling Dragon Demon Pillars in front of him began to tremble slightly. "What sword technique is that? Those strange inscriptions... I have never even heard of them!" Mo Bing Demon King could not help but praise him. The demon race had always relied on their powerful bodies. In terms of martial arts and secret arts, they lagged far behind humans. Most of their skills came from bloodline awakenings. Few demons ever seriously studied the martial skills humans created. But those who reached the peak slowly realized the creativity of the human race. They began to learn from humans, modifying human martial arts into secret techniques and combat skills that suited demons. Even so, demons always fell short when it came to martial skill mastery. So even though Mo Bing Demon King was a peak-level Demon King, he was deeply shocked when he saw Ling Feng's sword. The sword energy coiled like a dragon and its power soared to the heavens. In that instant, Ling Feng's blade slashed down! Under the Reincarnated Sword Strike, the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar burst with a deafening noise. Shards of stone flew. A deep sword mark was left behind. A thread of sword qi even pierced through the entire pillar. One after another, the pillars fell. Ling Feng's sword energy pierced through all eight pillars in a row! Immediately, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and black, all eight colors of divine light shone brightly and did not fade. "Another eight-color glow!" All the demons were dumbfounded. "When did once-in-a-millennium geniuses start appearing one after another ?" There was no doubt Ling Feng's result was even greater than Mu Qianxue's. As for Yin Xue, he had been left far behind. "Eight colors, thirty-three breaths!" At last, the Demon King recording the scores announced "Long Fei's" result. Shocking! Unmatched! Terrifying! An undisputed champion! A faint smile touched Ling Feng's lips. He slowly put away the Eradicator of Realms, leapt down, and returned to Mu Qianxue's side. At that moment, no one even remembered Yin Xue anymore. With two peerless geniuses who had both awakened eight colors, Yin Xue was destined to fade into the background. "A monster... he really is a monster!" "He actually pierced through the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillars!" All the Demon Kings murmured in awe. The other contestants did not notice it, but the Demon Kings clearly saw the deep sword mark on the black pillar before Ling Feng. It was five inches deep. And it had not just pierced one pillar but all eight behind it too. He had completely surpassed Young Lord Han You. He was truly a monster among monsters. Gulps echoed around the area. Even a Demon King expert might not be able to pierce through the Coiling Dragon Demon Pillar with a full-force strike. Ling Feng's sword had shown a power far above an ordinary Demon King. "Damn it. Damn it all!" Yin Xue's fists clenched so hard his nails cut into his palms and fresh blood seeped out. His handsome face was pale. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. This glory should have been his. It had been stolen by this worthless ant! "Long Fei, you must die!" Yin Xue's teeth ground together. He roared in his heart, The third trial is a real fight. I'll kill you myself! After Ling Feng, only a few contestants remained. Soon the second round ended. Out of a thousand, only four hundred would stay. Those four hundred, if they chose to remain, could all become menial disciples of the Canglong Sanctum. Only those who reached the top one hundred could become core disciples. In the final third round, the top eight would be accepted directly as personal disciples of the eight Canglong Envoys. That was an honor every demon genius longed for. Mo Bing Demon King announced in a clear voice, "The second round is over. You now have fifteen minutes to rest. The staff will finalize the scores. Whether you stay or leave will be revealed shortly." Everyone answered with high hopes, praying luck would favor them. After all, most scores were close. Just a fraction of a second could mean two completely different fates. Of course, some knew they had no chance and waited gloomily for the result. Soon, the scores were tallied. The staff first announced the names of those ranked one hundred to four hundred. Each would receive fifty high-grade Blood Crystals as a reward. Then came the list from tenth to one hundredth place. These would each get one hundred high-grade Blood Crystals. "Next are the top ten contestants." Mo Bing Demon King stepped forward at the right moment, cleared his throat, and said calmly, "I believe everyone already knows who the top three are." "This demon king will announce the names from fourth to tenth place first. Each of you will receive five thousand high-grade Blood Crystals." Name after name was called. Those who earned the Blood Crystals cheered as they collected their prizes. Between tenth and eleventh place, the gap was like a canyon, one got one hundred crystals, the other five thousand. This was the law of the Canglong Sanctum. If you were strong enough, you would enjoy rewards far beyond the rest.