My Informative Cultivation Life

The Heavenly Demons who could flee fled, those who could die died!

The geniuses of the Taichu World, previously in a sorry state and wailing in misery, suddenly cheered up in the blink of an eye.

The situation changed too quickly, leaving everyone stunned.

"Brother Yang!"

"Brother Yang!"

"Brother Dao!"

Yang Ji descended rapidly, and a group of geniuses from the Taichu World gathered around him.

"Is everyone alright?" Yang Ji looked around and noticed that not many from the Taichu World were left.

It seemed the battles of the past hundred years had been exceedingly brutal.

However, those who remained were leader-class geniuses, whose strength was enough to qualify them as true disciples at any time.

The main problem was Mo Wudao; he was too abnormal, causing heavy losses to the Taichu World.

Thankfully, they hadn't been completely wiped out!

"We're fine, we really owe Brother Dao this time," Dao Yi said, cupping his fist as a gesture of respect.

The others also cupped their fists, bowing deeply in gratitude.

"Brother Yang, let me introduce you," Gu Xinghua said with a smile as he stepped forward, pointing to Dao Yi, "This is Dao Yi, an Immortal Ranking Genius from the Heavenly Dao Sect."

"This is Zhuge Yuntian from the Hidden World Family, the Zhuge Family." As he spoke, he pointed to another youth who seemed unfathomably deep.

"Brother Dao!" Zhuge Yuntian greeted with a cupped fist and a smile.

"This is Yang Tong, the son of the Sect Master of the Chunyang Sect!" Gu Xinghua then pointed to a young man with a gentle and refined appearance, resembling a scholar, yet his brows hid a rare determination.

"Yang Tong? You've grown up!" Yang Ji said with a smile, patting his shoulder, taking a good look at him.

"Big brother Yang!" Yang Tong replied with a somewhat shy smile.

"Everything is fine now, everyone please sit down to recuperate. I'll stand guard for you," Yang Ji said with a laugh.

"Alright, big brother Yang!" Responded Yang Tong and the others, nodding their heads as they trusted him and promptly sat down to regain their strength.

At this moment, who would dare to provoke them? Everyone had already scurried far away.

Ao Qian, Ao Lie, Xue Yunchen, and Shen Jun had quietly vanished into the vast void, taking refuge who knows where.

Clearly, they didn't dare show themselves before him during this pivotal year of achieving the status of True Disciple.

Because Yang Ji's strength at this moment was too formidable, and no one was without fear!

Even those like Ming Budong, who hadn't made a move against Yang Ji, kept their distance.

This last year was too critical and too brutal; anyone without strength would be killed.

Hiding was useless because someone holding a True Inheritance Talisman could sense each other's presence, and no matter if one hid in the layers of the earth, they would be rooted out.

In this last year, there were still over three thousand people in the field, and the slaughter continued.

Everyone was constantly scheming and competing for the True Inheritance Talismans; for the glory of the top hundred, they had gone mad with bloodlust.

However, no one dared to cause trouble on Yang Ji's side!

And so, they quietly waited for a year until the final True Inheritance Talisman finally appeared.

It just so happened to appear right in front of Yang Ji and the others.

For a moment, no one dared to move.

Yang Ji looked up and, with a gesture of his hand, drew the talisman towards himself.

With that, all ten thousand True Inheritance Talismans had appeared and had been claimed.

However, the voice announcing the end of the True Disciple assessment did not sound.

Obviously, the number of people holding True Inheritance Talismans exceeded three thousand.

With a sweep of their senses, the geniuses knew that there were four extra individuals.

"Four too many. Those who are sensible should voluntarily drop out. Don't waste everyone's time. I've grown tired of staying in this place for three hundred years and need to go back and reward myself properly," said the Overlord, yawning and resting his giant hammer on his shoulder as he spoke in a deep, resonant tone.

The more than three thousand people present were divided into many small groups, each with their Immortal Ranking individuals, and no one wanted to force someone from their own side to leave and benefit others. Enjoy new tales from empire

Apart from the small groups, there were lone Immortal Ranking geniuses like Xu Yan or other powerful leader-class geniuses.

Although these individuals were alone, they were resourceful and if they really wanted to hide, they might not be so easy to catch.

Seeing that no one spoke up, the atmosphere tensed up, heavy with mutual wariness.

It was then that suddenly, a cold voice pierced through the silence: "Among those present are either Immortal Ranking geniuses or leader-class geniuses, with the exception of four Silver List geniuses from the Wuji Dao Sect."

"I believe that with their level of strength, they're unworthy of becoming True Disciples. I hope they will have the decency to drop out and not tarnish the name of True Discipleship with their inadequacy," the voice continued.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone was shocked, their gazes swiftly turning to search for the speaker.

Who was so bold?

To dare challenge the Wuji Dao Sect's authority?

Everyone's eyes were sharp, and they saw those four, but Yang Ji was sitting beside them; who would dare to say such a thing?

Wasn't that courting death?

"This person is truly brave, yet little does he know that by uttering these words, he has already vacated a spot!" Xu Yan said with a weird chuckle.

"Who just spoke?" The crowd searched but could not find the speaker. Clearly, the individual was formidable, using some kind of secret art akin to ventriloquism, making it difficult to locate the source of the sound.

However, when Yang Ji opened his eyes and looked around, he immediately smirked coldly, obviously having discovered something.

"There's going to be a killing; this is going to be entertaining!" Xu Yan remarked, seeing Yang Ji's expression, clasping his hands with a smile, suddenly interested.

Not just Xu Yan, but everyone present perked up.

They all wanted to see whom Yang Ji was about to kill!

"Who is it? I just want to blend in and get a True Inheritance, why target me?" Shang Guanwu huffed, his eyes continuously scoping out the surroundings, scanning the crowd, as if trying to find the person who had spoken.