A few days later, the sky was slightly bright. Grand Spirit Mountain's Wan Shen Sect branch …
The Ten Thousand Deities Sect was also one of the major powers in the Noble Spirit Mountain. The Ten Thousand Deities Sect had a branch in the Noble Spirit Mountain. This branch was located on a towering main peak that was thousands of meters high in the east of the Noble Spirit Mountain. The Ten Thousand Deities Sect's influence in the Noble Spirit Mountain was even greater than in the Immortal City. At the foot of the mountain below the branch, the continuous city and buildings were the property of the Ten Thousand Deities Sect. The scale of this branch was at least twice that of the Immortal City.
Xia Pingan flew down from the sky and landed outside the mountain gate of Wan Shen Sect's branch. There were already forty to fifty Summoners gathered here. There were both men and women, and they all had different appearances. Judging from their auras, they were all Six Sun Realm Summoners. Furthermore, their auras were very solid. There were no newcomers who had just advanced to the Six Sun Realm.
As soon as Xia Pingan landed, a group of people looked at him. Xia Pingan looked at them coldly, and they consciously retracted their gazes. All of them felt that this horse-faced, triangular-eyed newcomer was not to be trifled with.
"Another one has come …"
"There are indeed many people who are not afraid of death …"
Soft discussions could be heard from the crowd.
"Instead of being stuck in the Six Sun Realm forever, why not take the risk …"
"Everyone is here for the Divine Spring …"
"Nonsense, if the Divine Spring was not rare, who would come here to risk their lives …"
Although Wan Shen Planet was dangerous, there were still people who were willing to take the risk for the Divine Spring. The Summoners who dared to come here were not ordinary people.
Xia Pingan stood in the crowd and waited quietly.
There were people constantly flying over and landing in the crowd, joining the waiting group.
Looking at Wan Shen Sect's Grand Spirit Mountain branch in front of him, Xia Pingan was filled with emotions. His fate with Wan Shen Sect was really deep. After leaving the Immortal Sea and coming to Grand Spirit Mountain, he actually got involved with Wan Shen Sect again.
There were too many people who wanted to obtain the Divine Spring of the Ten Thousand Deities Sect. Therefore, no matter how powerful the Blood Demon Church was, it could not stop others from joining the Ten Thousand Deities Sect or working for the Ten Thousand Deities Sect.
From time to time, red-clothed deacons, black-robed disciples, and white-robed disciples of the Ten Thousand Deities Sect could be seen flying in the sky. The white-robed disciples were at the Six Sun Realm, while the black-robed disciples were at the Seven Sun Realm. The red-robed disciples were at the top of the Seven Sun Realm, and they were deacons of the Ten Thousand Deities Sect.
After about half an hour, a faint dark-red light appeared in the east of the gloomy sky. It was daybreak.
A red-robed deacon with a head full of white hair and eyebrows as black as knives walked out of the mountain gate at this moment. He glanced at everyone waiting outside and nodded. He went straight to the point. "Wan Shen Sect is recruiting Men of Sacrifice to go to Wan Shen Planet. Everyone should be here for this. I won't beat around the bush. Everyone, follow me in. Those who pass the test will be recruited and receive a Seven Sun Realm Divine Spring …"
After speaking, the red-robed deacon turned and walked into the mountain gate. Everyone outside the mountain gate followed him in one by one.
After entering the mountain gate and passing through a forest, a huge drill ground appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
On the drill ground was a terrifyingly heavy and rusty iron lion. The iron lion was more than seven meters tall, more than ten meters long, and more than three meters wide. No one knew what it was placed there for.
The red-robed deacon led everyone to the iron gate and pointed at the rusty iron lion. "This iron lion weighs one hundred and fifty thousand kilograms. For the first test, those who can lift this iron lion above their heads without using any techniques will pass!"
Xia Pingan looked at the iron lion. One hundred and fifty thousand kilograms meant that it weighed 85 tons. For a Six Sun Realm summoner, it was not difficult to summon a giant to lift it. However, it was not easy to lift it with one's physical strength. This weight was equivalent to lifting a heavy train carriage.
"I'll go first …" A summoner with a body as strong as a bull and messy hair walked forward. He rolled up his sleeves and roared. He grabbed the huge iron lion with both hands and lifted it above his head. He held it there for three seconds.
When that person used all his strength to lift the huge Iron Lion above his head, his feet were directly pressed half a foot into the ground.
That person put down the iron lion. The ground rumbled and everyone's feet trembled slightly.
The red-robed deacon nodded. "Pass …"
The Summoner who was standing in the pit grinned. He pulled his legs out of the pit and stood to the side.
Another summoner with a cold face walked forward and lifted the iron lion with both hands. After a few seconds, he placed it heavily on the ground.
"Pass. Next …" The red-robed deacon watched calmly from the side.
More and more people went up to lift the Iron Lion. On the ground beside the Iron Lion, more and more pits were left. Some people could lift the Iron Lion, but others found it extremely difficult. Two summoners went up to try, but even after using all their strength, they could only barely lift the Iron Lion with flushed faces. They were unable to lift the Iron Lion above their heads, so they could only retreat dejectedly.
A female summoner who was dressed in colorful clothes and had her hair tied in small braids stepped forward. She tried but was unable to lift it. She could only shake it, causing the Iron Lion to move a few steps on the ground. The woman gritted her teeth and looked at the red-robed deacon with an unconvinced expression. She argued, "Why do we have to hold such a test? We are summoners. When we fight, we can just use spells to summon. Why do we have to test our physical strength?"
"If your godly power is exhausted or you encounter an enemy in an environment where you cannot use your godly power, what will you do? Will you let the enemy wait for you to recover slowly? At that time, physical strength is the key to combat strength … "The red-robed deacon said calmly." Those who can lift the iron lion have a higher chance of survival when they reach Myriad God Planet. Those who cannot lift it have a weak physique and will not be able to face a complex environment. The chances of survival there are also not high. They will only be food for the primordial races and insectoids. Although our Myriad God Sect is recruiting sacrificial warriors, we do not wish to send people to their deaths for no reason … "
The female summoner opened her mouth but could not say anything in the end. She retreated.
After the female summoner left, another white-haired old man with a resolute face went forward. He attempted to lift the iron lion.
The old man's arms and legs were thin. He gritted his teeth and lifted the iron lion with great difficulty. His body trembled and his bones creaked. The way he lifted the iron lion made Xia Pingan shudder in fear.
Xia Pingan saw the old man's blood vessels bulging. His face was ferocious and his eyes were bloodshot. Just as he lifted the iron lion above his neck with his trembling hands, drops of blood seeped out from under his skin. Not good …
Ka-cha!
The old man's legs, which were pressed into the pit, emitted a terrifying crisp sound. They were instantly broken. A mouthful of black blood spewed out of the old man's tightly shut mouth. Blood flowed out of the old man's nose, eyes, and ears as he fell backward. The huge iron lion slammed heavily into the old man's body.
The old man heavily fell to the ground. Both of his calves were broken, and he was already on the ground. Both of his legs were still in the pit, and even his bones were exposed. Only a layer of skin was left. It was incomparably miserable. However, the huge iron lion didn't hit the old man. Instead, it was firmly held in one hand by a ten-meter-tall giant summoned by the Red Robed Deacon.
"I can do it … Cough cough … I can lift it up … Give me another chance … I want the Divine Spring … I want the Divine Spring of the Seven Suns Realm … I've been working for the Divine Spring of the Seven Suns Realm for more than fifty years … This is my last chance … I can't wait any longer …" The old man spat out blood as tears streamed down his face. He wailed on the ground, struggling to get up.
All the Summoners fell silent. They felt a pang in their hearts. The old man's despair, wailing, and struggling were a reflection of everyone else. If they had other means, no one would be willing to gamble with their lives … "Not every carp can become a carp.
Nor does every Summoner have the chance to advance to the Netherpassage Realm. You may leave. The Godslaying Insect World is not suitable for you, nor is the Myriad God Planet suitable for you. I sympathize with you, but the Myriad God Sect's Netherpassage Realm Divine Spring is very precious. Every drop can only be used where it should be used. It cannot be used for charity … "The Red-Robed Deacon waved his hand as two white-robed disciples appeared. They picked up the wailing old man on the ground and sent him away coldly.
"Next …"
Xia Pingan calmly walked forward and arrived in front of the Iron Lion. He grabbed the Iron Lion with one hand and gently lifted it. The one hundred and fifty thousand kilogram Iron Lion was lifted above his head. Xia Pingan's feet were still firmly planted on the ground. His feet did not sink into the ground.
The surrounding people instantly fell silent. Even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. The few summoners who had just lifted the Iron Lion were even more dumbfounded. Some even swallowed their saliva and rubbed their eyes. No one knew better than them what this meant.
The Red-Robed Deacon looked at Xia Pingan's feet and narrowed his eyes. He took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Not bad …"
Xia Pingan calmly put down the Iron Lion as if he was putting down a feather. Then, he calmly stood to the side.
"What's your name?" The Red-Robed Deacon asked for the first time.
"Mei Zheng!"
"You also came for the Seven Sun Realm Divine Spring?"
"Yes!"
The Red-Robed Deacon nodded. With a wave of his hand, a white-robed disciple of Wan Shen Sect appeared beside him. The Red-Robed Deacon pointed at Xia Pingan and said, "Take him directly to Wan Chun Hall to see Steward Mu!"
Under the guidance of the white-robed disciple of Wan Shen Sect, Xia Pingan directly left the drill ground under the envious gazes of the crowd.
10 minutes later, the white-robed disciple of Wan Shen Sect brought Xia Pingan to a splendid palace. He asked Xia Pingan to wait outside the palace while he went in to report. 1 minute later, the white-robed disciple of Wan Shen Sect came out and led Xia Pingan into the palace to see Steward Mu …
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