Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Outer Hall of the Heavenly Demon Palace

"Everyone's here. Do you see these interconnected passageways?" Shi Wudu pointed to the passageways on the outer hall's viewing platform, his tone calm.

“I see. May I ask, senior brother, what kind of hidden worlds lie within these passages?” The blood cultivator stepped forward and asked humbly.

"The passageways are interconnected, and everything is left to fate." Shi Wudu looked at the passageways, his eyes becoming profound.

"The three elders, Heaven, Calamity, and Resentment, will be waiting for you in their respective passages."

"Once you encounter it, unless you can impress it and let it pass by again, you will surely die."

"One of the passages leads directly to my master. Once you see the Palace Master, you will have passed the test."

"Everything depends on fate. There are spatial turbulences within the eight passages. Where you end up is entirely up to fate."

A brief introduction by Master Wudu.

"By the way, if you think you are capable, you can ask the elders to accept you as disciples."

Shi Wudu seemed to realize something, and a smile appeared on his face.

These unlucky fellows, harboring the idea of ​​becoming apprentices, tried to show off their meager skills in front of the ruthless figures of the Six Doors. What will their fate be?

Shi Wudu was also a little curious; it must be very interesting.

The final stage was completely different from the previous recruitment process at the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The final test at the Heavenly Demon Palace was just a competition; the stronger the contestant, the higher their master's status.

But now the one in power is Beimen Jue, the one who cultivates merit.

None of them will survive.

But the heretical cultivators in front of them didn't know that.

Upon hearing this, the evil cultivators began to plot.

Each of them looked up at the passageway above them, each harboring their own secrets.

No one backed down. They'd come this far; backing down would be suicide.

The Heavenly Demon Palace does not offer the option of letting losers leave.

You either successfully enter the Heavenly Demon Palace or die.

The final stage began in the outer hall. In the main hall of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Li Junsu and the others also went to their respective positions.

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Heavenly Demon Palace, Main Hall

“You all know your responsibilities now, so the rest is up to you.” Bei Menjue looked at Li Junsu and Yan Guihe Ning, his tone becoming serious.

This final hurdle is what will wipe out the evil cultivators.

Therefore, Beimen Jue is responsible for the thirty lucky people.

That is, the thirty people who came directly to the main hall from the passage.

And those unlucky ones outside of the thirty... they encountered the Six Doors.

In short, don't even think about surviving.

No one could survive.

The only possible outcome is total annihilation.

Li Junsu pulled down his mask, and Yan Guihe Ning put on his mask as well.

The atmosphere changed, and then a passage appeared.

Bei Menjue looked at the vanished Six Doors with a sense of melancholy.

Those who don't know might think that the Six Doors are the real leaders of the demonic path.

But Bei Men didn't say it aloud; instead, he waited for the unlucky guy to arrive.

Li Junsu, who had left, went to the place where he was in charge.

The main hall in front of me was rather desolate, with only a bookshelf and a desk.

Li Junsu smashed the table to dust, and the bookshelf did not escape the same fate.

“That way, it won’t be troublesome to take action.” Li Junsu looked at the somewhat cramped room and gripped the hilt of Zhao Han’s knife.

As spatial fluctuations occurred, Li Junsu's figure also moved at the same time.

The unfortunate fellow was still faintly visible in the space when the hilt of the knife had already sliced ​​through the space. As soon as his figure appeared, his head fell to the ground.

Li Junsu was satisfied as he sheathed his long sword.

His own strength has not declined; on the contrary, thanks to the Tiger-Taming Fist of the True Explanation of Tiger-Taming, he has gained a general understanding of space.

The idea of ​​cutting through space with a single stroke is an exaggeration, but seizing a fleeting opening and slashing someone is certainly possible.

At least as long as it's not an instantaneous escape technique, Li Junsu can seize the moment the spell is activated and kill the person.

Escaping from Li Junsu's clutches will be even more difficult.

Li Junsu awaited the arrival of the next unlucky victim; this time, he wouldn't need a knife.

Please let them eat the Gnaphalium affine.

What Li Junsu didn't notice was that the unlucky guy in front of him was the same male cultivator who had caught He Ningyan's attention.

Li Junsu died the moment he landed, while He Ning's side was surprisingly harmonious.

He Ning looked at the person who appeared in front of him with a calm expression.

"My lord...please let me..." The woman was somewhat alluring, and her seductive figure flashed before He Ning's eyes unintentionally.

Half-hidden, half-revealed, enticing one to explore.

Then, blood-red spikes burst from He Ning's hand.

He Ning, who was standing with his hands behind his back, twitched at the corner of his eye. Xue Feier had gone mad again.

"Ten people compete, the winner leaves." He Ning ignored Xue Yin Wuya and spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

The woman understood He Ning's words, and her eyes darted around.

Then, the woman slowly disappeared, not to run away, but to hide herself.

There were ten people, and I was the first one to arrive, so naturally I deserved some special privileges.

The woman was not surprised by this at all; she also enjoyed having some young, upright disciples, or ordinary people, kill each other.

"This guy... is a bit strange." The woman thought of what happened to the winners of infighting and this thought flashed through her mind.

However, she quickly dismissed the idea.

When the Heavenly Demon Palace recruits new members, whichever faction recruits the most will result in the complete annihilation of all the new recruits?

Even the demonic path couldn't do that.

"The loser dies, the winner... also dies. I look forward to your expressions and your melodious singing." Beneath the mask, He Ning slowly curled a ferocious smile.

Hunting is about watching your prey go from sorrow to joy, and then experiencing the despair of falling into the abyss.

Those powerless wails, struggles, curses, and cries are the most beautiful music in the world.

The stench of blood slowly filled the air; the hunt hadn't even begun, but He Ning was already impatient.

The power of bloodlust slowly began to stir.

It is also looking forward to... looking forward to the bloody hunting ground.

An eerie silence fell over one side, while on the other side, Yan Gui not only became more harmonious but also put his arm around Yan Gui's shoulder.

"Heh heh, kid, I think you're a talent. How about you become my subordinate?" Yan Gui placed his hand on the young man's shoulder, his gloomy voice carrying a hint of kindness.

"Alright!" The young evil cultivator nodded in agreement, sensing the terrifying power emanating from Yan Gui.

"Hehehe, I love your straightforwardness. I'll give you a treasure." Yan Gui chuckled mischievously before speaking.

"Master, you mustn't!" The young heretical cultivator suppressed his excitement and spoke with utmost sincerity.

But deep down he was thinking, "Why isn't that old man hurrying up and taking the stuff out?"

The treasure mentioned by the elder of the Heavenly Demon Palace must be something good.

As the young man pondered, a purple lamp appeared before him.

"Master, this lamp of yours..."

"Hehe, this is the Demon Cultivation Lamp. Under its light, your demonic foundation will slowly strengthen."

"Really?!"

"Can that be false?"

"Come on, take a good look."

His words, however, carried a hint of seduction.

The young man's mind slowly sank into the lamplight.

"Master... why is your lamp starting to emit black light?"

Before the young man was swallowed by the light, he uttered his last words.

"It's right that it's emitting black light, because the Demon-Devouring Lamp needs demonic cultivators as nourishment."

Looking at the satisfied Demon-Devouring Lamp, he happily put it away.

Waiting for the next unlucky one.

Unlike the trials of the underworld here, the Daoist Assembly on the other side makes one appreciate the goodness of the mortal world.

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on the ring

"You flatter me." The young man, holding a long sword, politely cupped his hands in greeting.

"I admit my inferiority in skill," the other young man said in return, gracefully stepping down from the stage.

Sometimes, there's a reason why evil cults are universally condemned.

If their recruitment methods were a little more ethical, their reputation might be much better.

Although all three chief constables were from the Six Doors.

But in the Heavenly Demon Palace, they were simply playing themselves.

There's nothing fake about it; even a real demon wouldn't be as real as them.