As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

Lu Sheng's slash was as fast as a thunderclap, so fast that Pi Xinjie didn't even have time to react.

However, although his reaction speed was slow, the strange creature inside his body reacted just as quickly.

The moment Liu Ren's blade struck, the evil spirit within Pi Xinjie burst forth, taking the full force of the blow.

"Roar--!"

The humanoid monster let out a mind-shaking roar, and a very obvious knife mark appeared on the front of its body.

It was only at this moment that Pi Xinjie realized what had happened, and his face immediately turned somewhat grim.

"You idiot! You almost died just now!" The foul-sounding murmurs echoed in Pi Xinjie's mind.

What follows is a deeper erosion.

"How could this be? How could his knife be so fast?!" Pi Xinjie asked incredulously.

He had watched Liu Ren fight on the deathmatch stage.

Given Liu Ren's combat strength at that time, Pi Xinjie was 100% confident that he could easily kill him.

However, at this moment, not long after all, Liu Ren's strength is completely different from what it was two days ago.

The evil within Pi Xinjie's body was forcibly triggered by the danger, overflowing from his body and deepening the erosion—essentially equivalent to him having died once.

"Is this the time to ask such things?!" The demon within him was practically pointing its finger at him and cursing, but anger aside, the important matter remained... "You're no match for this guy. His second strike is about to come down. Give me your body—"

As Pi Xinjie conversed with the ghost within his body in his mind, time outside seemed to stand still.

But in this frozen space-time, the knife that was clearly moving seemed particularly glaring.

That was Liu Ren's knife—a treacherous tool, which he had now named "Soul Drinker."

The people surrounding him were at least Soul-Destroying level cultivators, so Liu Ren dared not be careless at all.

After slashing out the demon from Pi Xinjie's body to absorb the injury, Liu Ren saw that Pi Xinjie was not dead and immediately followed up with another slash.

The two strikes were delivered within a single second.

Not to mention Pi Xinjie, even the others who had tacitly instructed him to go up and test the situation were completely caught off guard.

Liu Ren planned to cripple one of their combatants before they could react.

This way, he will be under less pressure after the war starts.

Unfortunately, Pi Xinjie himself was still not free from the realm of "mortal flesh and blood".

However, the biggest difference between those who have entered the realm of the supernatural and ordinary people is that they have a "grandfather" inside them who is like a cheat code.

Tearing through the frozen time within his mental perspective, Pi Xinjie did not respond to the strange force within his body, but instead crossed his fists in front of him to block it.

His physical attributes began to improve rapidly, and his skin turned a metallic hue.

"Iron wall!"

Liu Ren's Soul-Drinking Blade slashed heavily into Pi Xinjie's arm.

"Thorn-"

There was no blood splattering; instead, it was like metal colliding, with sparks flying the moment the two came into contact.

Pi Xinjie had a noticeable knife wound on his arm, and he had to take three steps back to dissipate the force.

When he looked up again, all that remained in his eyes was horror.

"What a joke! He's just a malevolent artifact, and he actually managed to hurt me?! Are you a piece of trash?!"

The second half of Pi Xinjie's sentence was a curse directed at the monster within his own body.

The power levels between different types of charlatans are very clear and difficult, almost impossible, to cross.

Anyway, at least during all the years that Pi Xinjie had been wandering around, he had never heard of any other cultivator who had entered the realm of demons being able to kill another cultivator who had entered the realm of demons.

How could it be possible to cross over?

This isn't a fantasy novel.

If the established and explored grading system can be so easily bypassed, it can only mean one thing.

This grading system is inadequate.

But in fact, this system has worked quite well over the years.

Ok.

Until Liu Ren appeared.

"You piece of trash!" Pi Xinjie's inner demon—forged through countless trials—also cursed back without hesitation, "How could that knife possibly hurt me!"

"What's with this mark on the toma?!"

"that is because--"

Before he could finish speaking about the "thousands of times tempered and refined," Liu Ren had already unleashed his third strike in the very second that followed.

Equally fast, equally domineering, equally chillingly murderous.

This strike was completely devoid of any fancy moves.

It came crashing down straight down, forcing Pi Xinjie to once again use his arms to block it.

—There are no techniques, it's all about speed and power.

As a result, the knife wound on his arm deepened once again.

With just one more strike, the gauntlets on his hands would be completely cleaved through.

"It's over!"

In the very second that followed in reality, a desperate thought popped into Pi Xinjie's mind.

He knew very well that the next blow was coming soon.

Once the magical artifact in his hand is cleaved through, his hands will almost certainly be severed.

But in that very instant, within Liu Ren's mind, the monstrous creature named "Soul Drinker" also let out a shrill scream: "Stop cutting! Stop cutting! Stop cutting! Brother! Brother!!! No! Ahhh! I'm going to break!!"

"How can you be so useless?!" Liu Ren was extremely dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry!!! But I'm really not useless! Big brother, Dad! That guy over there is a whole level stronger than me! If he crashes into me again, I'll definitely be shattered along with him!" Yin Hun cried very sadly.

If the creature weren't incapable of shedding tears, it would have squeezed out a few drops right now.

As I said before, there are different levels of mystery between different kinds of mystery.

If a malevolent spirit tries to crash into a demonic spirit by relying on "external force," even if it severely injures the demonic spirit, the malevolent spirit itself will be completely destroyed.

Like two stones colliding head-on, one of them will always break.

Or, in a better scenario, both pieces break.

The Soul Drinker certainly didn't want to be shattered into dust, but since its opponent was a level "harder" than it, it couldn't possibly stand intact and smash its opponent to pieces.

"Tsk." Liu Ren clicked his tongue, utterly disappointed with the new weapon he had finally obtained.

He clearly still has a lot of energy left.

But the weapon was too poor, and he couldn't fully utilize its capabilities.

It might even become a constraint for him... so it's better to just throw it away.

The moment Liu Rengang had this thought, Yinhun immediately sensed it and quickly began to demonstrate his value: "Don't kill me! The artifacts are our most powerful and also our most vulnerable 'crystallizations,' but even without using the artifacts, you can still use the abilities I've given you! These abilities can help you just the same!"

"...You're somewhat useful." Liu Ren withdrew his newly formed thought and simultaneously changed the direction of his fourth strike.

If we can't kill Pi Xinjie by destroying his gadgets, then we'll just kill him directly!

—Invisible and without a trace!

——Explosive speed!

—A single, devastating strike!

In the third second, Bai Jia and the others finally reacted.

The first to make a move was Bai Jia, who had been observing the situation.

After Pi Xinjie was slashed back a few steps, he immediately took out his magical artifact—a crimson gold scepter.

At the top of the scepter are the heads of two monsters.

"A Domain of Deterrence!"

The oppressive aura of the demon-level monster poured out, its target being Liu Ren, whose figure had blurred for a moment.

Bai Jia reacted very quickly.

But for Pi Xinjie at this moment, he was facing a complete and utter dead end.

Because Liu Ren was just too fast.

It came even faster than Bai Jia's trickery suppression.

The text appears to be a series of fragments from different sources, possibly related to a martial arts technique called "Thousands of Trials and Tribulations," and doesn't form coherent sentences. A direct translation wouldn't be meaningful without further context or clarification.