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

Twenty peak-level competitors from the Qiongshu Clan, chosen through selection, stood in the square. The golden-haired rat, in particular, stood at the head of the pack, sturdier and more powerful, clearly the highly anticipated leader. Standing erect on its hind legs, head held high, it gazed with disdain at the chaotic, boisterous throng of unenlightened creatures around it. Since ingesting the Spirit-Awakening Pill, awakening its spiritual intelligence, its thinking has become clearer, its vision more expansive, and it naturally despises its fellow fools, even those of the second or third level. Just like an adult, it naturally can't play well with a group of little kids. The other competitors shared a similar attitude, though they held the golden-haired rat in awe. After competing, they found no match for it and consciously kept their distance.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a massive golden-haired rat descended from the sky, sending the surrounding rats tumbling to the ground in fear. It was the leader of this group, a Level 7 demon beast. He gazed with satisfaction at the little golden-haired rat standing at the head of the group. Its golden fur was the same species as his, and he felt a surge of pride, even though he couldn't quite place which branch the little golden-haired rat belonged to.

"Everyone should try their best this time to grab more treasures. I will reward you handsomely when you come back! Xiao Jin, you have to fight for the top three!" Team leader Jin looked around at the rats and encouraged everyone.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak" all the mice responded excitedly.

"Get on board!" The golden leader released a turtle shell as a flying weapon. The rats jumped into it one after another, and the turtle shell flew quickly into the distance.

This scene also occurred among the other demon tribes. Each was led by a Level 7 demon beast, encouraging the contestants to give it their all and showcase their tribe's might, promising rewards upon their return. Each contestant had taken the Spirit-Awakening Pill, awakening their spiritual intelligence and naturally eagerly anticipating the rewards. Each one rubbed their fists, roaring incessantly, ready for a mighty battle.

After three days of trekking, Qiongshu and his group arrived at the entrance to the Sunset Secret Realm. They discovered that the Spirit Snakes had arrived before them. Their scarlet tongues spit out, their hisses emanating, their cold eyes glaring at them with malicious intent, a chilling feeling. Snakes are the natural enemies of rats, and countless of their own tribes have been slain by them. The rats shared a common hatred, glaring at the snakes, eager to devour their flesh. The two tribes were sworn enemies, constantly at war, and now, meeting each other, they eagerly anticipated a clash, yet they exerted themselves with all their might under the rebuke of their leader.

A moment later, a resounding eagle cry echoed from the sky. Over twenty enormous golden eagles flew in from afar. It was the arrival of the Golden Eagles. Golden eagles are the overlords of the sky, the natural predators of land beasts, and possess a commanding presence. They found a nearby cliff and alighted, gazing from afar, but not approaching. The Golden Eagles distracted the Rat and Snake tribes, finally pausing their tense rivalry.

At that moment, a cloud of dust billowed in from the distance, like a galloping army, at an incredible speed. A moment later, it was right in front of him. Upon closer inspection, he saw the mighty force of the Blue Ox, Lion-Tiger, Silver Wolf, and Savage Ape tribes, all coming together. These four tribes were the dominant beasts on land, equally matched in strength. They frequently attacked each other, but none could defeat the others.

"Hahaha, you all are here on time!" The powerful voice of the lion-tiger tribe leader sounded. It had a lion's head and a tiger's body, looking majestic, with its sharp fangs and claws demonstrating its huge lethality.

"Now that everyone is here and the time is almost up, we should open the secret realm immediately and hurry." A sturdy blue bull said in a muffled voice with his lantern-like eyes staring at him. He was the leader of the blue bull clan. His muscular body exuded tremendous power, and his two sharp horns were slightly curved upwards like two sharp swords, which made people afraid.

"I won't take action on such a trivial matter as opening the secret realm." The leader of the golden eagle clan said sharply, flapping his huge wings that were ten feet long. His slightly curved beak and sharp claws were like a few sharp scimitars, ready to tear the enemy's body into pieces at any time.

The other six tribes didn't mind. They seemed accustomed to the Golden Eagle's arrogance. After all, it only took six people to open the secret realm. They approached the secret realm's restriction together, each using their spiritual sense to silently sense the changes in the flame barrier. A full quarter of an hour passed. Suddenly, the leader of the Lion and Tiger tribe roared:

"Right now!"

So the team leaders worked in perfect harmony and injected their spiritual energy at the same time, performing a combined attack secret technique and slowly tearing a hole in the flame barrier.

"Release the blood slaves!" The lion-tiger beast roared again, seeing the time was right. The team leaders quickly opened their pet bags and threw the blood slaves inside into the secret realm without further explanation.

Liu Xing was meditating with his eyes closed when suddenly, he felt a huge force imprisoning him. Before he could react, he felt himself thrown into another dimension. After entering another dimension, he felt that his imprisonment had been lifted and he regained the ability to move freely, but there was another teleportation force that continued to transport him elsewhere. He hurriedly cast a shield to cover himself as a basic layer of protection. In an instant, Liu Xing landed by a small lake. He sensed the surrounding environment. This place was full of spiritual energy and was an excellent place for cultivation. The sky was gray and seemed to be shrouded in restrictions. There were mountains, rivers, and rich vegetation all around. With a slight sense of his spiritual sense, he found that there were many mature medicinal herbs by the lake. He did not act rashly, but silently observed his surroundings, secretly on guard, and at the same time wondered where he was? Why was he thrown here?

The other blood slaves were also thrown into various places in the secret realm. They were all confused and had no idea what fate awaited them.

"Contestants of all races, come in quickly!" Seeing that all the blood slaves had been deployed, the lion-tiger beast roared at the contestants of all races.

The Lion and Tiger Clan disciples entered first, followed by disciples from all other clans. At this moment, a dragon was seen in the distance, riding on the clouds and mist, hurriedly approaching.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Jiaolong conveyed his apology through his mind.

"Come in quickly." The liger said as gently as possible.

"Thank you." The little dragon thanked and flew into the secret realm in a hurry.

The leaders slowly concluded their work, and the gate to the secret realm closed. Each demon found a spot and began meditating to recuperate. Just a quarter of an hour had been incredibly taxing, draining nearly half their magic power. Each was panting and sweating profusely. It was clear that, while the flame barrier had weakened during this special period, it still posed a formidable threat. They kept silent, cultivating in silence, awaiting the next month when the secret realm would open and the children could be released. Having experienced this kind of trial countless times before, they remained calm and unfazed, silently praying that their children would gain more, so that they could secure more resources for the tribe over the next three hundred years.