Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

Liu Xing felt disoriented, and within a few breaths, he emerged from a teleportation array in a hidden cave. He shook his head, regaining consciousness, and found his teammates nearby. Once everyone emerged, the restraining force in the air dissipated, and the teleportation array returned to silence. Lu En dismissed the group, allowing each team to choose their own hiding spot. Liu Xing pulled out a map to assess the location, selecting a mountain range in the direction of Xuantian Gate. He then instructed everyone to quickly fly toward the densely forested mountains. Half a day later, they arrived at an unassuming valley.

He told everyone to rest in this valley before the mission was issued. At the same time, he decided to use this time to integrate the team and see if they could quickly reach a tacit understanding and form the ability to fight as a team.

"Welcome to the Wolf Warriors! You chose me as your captain voluntarily. I only ask that you obey my orders!" Liu Xing wielded the sonic power of his self-created Jade Flute Magic Sound technique, channeling his powerful consciousness and magical powers to reach every team member. His control was impeccable, the sound low, yet incredibly powerful. It jarred everyone's eardrums, causing them to ache as if they were about to burst. The team members, previously lazily sitting around, now covered their ears, taking a long time to recover. Liu Xing's sudden show of force startled everyone. They glared at him, their eyes wide open. They were all gifted children; they had never endured such an injustice.

"Very good! You bunch of useless cowards are finally a little spirited! Before, you formed teams freely, but you had no choice because of the pressure from the Jindan seniors. Now I will give you another chance. If you want to follow me, you can stay. If you don’t want to follow me, you can leave now! If you don’t accept me as the captain, you can challenge me at any time!" Liu Xing deliberately provoked the team members to see if anyone would show up so that he could seize the opportunity to make an example of them to scare the monkeys and establish his authority.

"Liu Xing, who do you think you are? You speak so harshly. Even if we can't beat you, we can't let you bully us!" The four members of the Divination Department and the Puppet Department were the first to be unable to stand Liu Xing's squeeze. They were all inner disciples and had never suffered such humiliation.

"Very good, you have courage. Four of you come out. I can easily beat four idiots like you alone!" Liu Xing was so angry that he trampled on their dignity. He wanted to take the opportunity to stir up their anger and beat them into submission so that he could manage them in the future.

Zhao Fei, Sun Yong, Zhou Tong, and Wu Xiuhua were furious and rushed over to beat up Liu Xing. The others, displeased with Liu Xing's behavior, watched from the sidelines with their arms folded. His friend Qian Botong couldn't understand why Liu Xing's personality had changed so drastically. He had always known Liu Xing to be well-educated, amiable, and he couldn't understand what had happened.

Seeing the crowd rushing towards him, Liu Xing wasn't about to let them go. He used the Meiyan footwork and charged into the crowd at lightning speed. Whether it was palm strikes, punches, or kicks, the four of them were no match for him in close combat. Every punch he landed on Liu Xing made his hand ache. It felt like he was going head-to-head with a lump of iron. How could he possibly fight? Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the four of them flew backwards, each one groaning and spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. The spectators opened their arms and stared at Liu Xing in amazement. This was too powerful, and they were all terrified.

"Captain Liu, we were wrong. It turns out you're a physical cultivator, and you've cultivated your body to a strength comparable to that of a top-grade magical weapon. I'm impressed! However, I still want to test your magical power. If you can withstand this blow from me, I'll follow your lead and obey you without a word." Daolang was indeed the strongest of the team. He was the first to recognize Liu Xing's physical cultivation level. His explanation convinced the other team members that they were no match for Liu Xing and that their loss was justified.

"Xiao Daodao, you have to keep your word. Come on, let me see how ridiculous your weak knife skills are!" Liu Xing laughed at Daolang without any scruples. Daolang was a top master among the top 20, and no one dared to say that they could beat him. Being looked down upon by Liu Xing like this, everyone else felt sorry for Daolang.

"Brother Dao, kill this bastard with one blow!" The crowd was furious. Knowing that they could not beat Liu Xing, they hoped that Dao Lang could knock Liu Xing down so that they could vent their anger.

Dao Lang neither rejoiced nor mourned over his own misfortunes. Instead, he calmly regarded Liu Xing, his feet embracing the Seven Star Steps. He slowly drew his conspicuous broadsword from his back. The blade was pitch black, appearing incredibly heavy. It was a heavy sword, its construction unknown, but Liu Xing estimated it weighed a thousand pounds. Liu Xing had seen Dao Lang fight before, and his full-strength attack would only have the power of a False Core Realm, something he could easily handle. Even if the opponent performed exceptionally well, delivering a strike approaching the power of an early Core Formation Realm, he would still be able to send them flying with a mere expending a bit of mana.

Without his opponent's interference, Dao Lang could focus his full energy. A hurricane enveloped him, his precious sword emanating shadows, and a terrifying pressure surged into the sky. Dao Lang's swordsmanship was unparalleled, his skills unparalleled, and he exuded an air of unrivaled power. Liu Xing was also impressed. Dao Lang seemed to have touched the edge of "momentum," and his future was bound to be promising. Liu Xing also instantly mobilized his magic power, activating the "Evil Inducing Art" to its fullest extent. He raised a fist that shone with a metallic luster, channeling 80% of his magic power, and met Dao Lang's domineering blow with a punch. The onlookers were stunned by the unparalleled power of the two men, their mouths wide open, unable to utter a sound. They felt their hearts were about to burst out. Such a powerful blow would surely shatter them to pieces.

"Bang!" Fist and blade collided, a violent surge of spiritual energy spreading out, sending everyone around flying backwards. In the blink of an eye, the precious sword could not withstand the impact and flew backwards, Dao Lang's knuckles were broken and bleeding. However, he held the hilt tightly with both hands, refusing to let go. Dao Lang's body was dragged by the precious sword and flew more than ten feet away. He fell heavily to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. Liu Xing did not use his full strength, fearing that he would damage Dao Lang's core. Just like the four people before him, it was no problem to fall out and spit out blood.

"Oh, is this all you are capable of? You all act like idiots, are you still dissatisfied?!" Liu Xing yelled at everyone arrogantly. Everyone was angry but didn't dare to vent it, because no one was his opponent.

"Since everyone agrees, from now on, the Wolf Warriors will obey my orders!" Liu Xing glared at everyone. Seeing no one dared to challenge him, he announced his right to speak, and no one dared to object. Liu Xing knew that he had finally subdued these unruly guys. With this show of force, his orders would be carried out to the letter.