The geniuses on the dark altar had black mist rising and permeating into their bodies.

And in the open space next to him, Ji Yuantong also recovered from his awakening.

"Nine people have been eliminated now?" Ji Yuantong's eyes shook, and his heart sank, "A hundred people, am I ranked 92nd?"

How proud he is.

He has been arrogant to his peers since he was a child. He looked down on all the brothers and sisters in the family, and the family has devoted himself to cultivating him, hoping that another powerful god and demon of the Ji family will emerge.

This time, he only regarded "Meng Chuan" as a competitor in the introductory assessment of Yuanchu Mountain. However, he finally chose the last assessment, but he was stunned by a stick, and he was almost at the bottom.

"Their inner will is better than mine?" Ji Yuantong looked at the geniuses above, many of which had never taken the treasures of heaven and earth. He didn't take them seriously before, but these geniuses were slowly moving up step by step, but he had already stopped and got out.

...

"Ji Yuantong's potential is greatly reduced. I hope other gods and demons with strong foundations will not have any more accidents." The gods and demons watching the battle thought.

Yuanchushan certainly attaches importance to those geniuses with strong foundations, high realm, and high combat talent. He hopes that they will not have too fatal shortcomings in the last "inner will".

Layer steps, geniuses fell one after another.

"Hahaha……"

A sudden laughter came from the gods and demons.

Because the youngest and most immature thirteen-year-old genius, Yan Chitong, who walked to the 22nd floor, stopped and his eyes turned dark. The King of Donghe also moved Yan Chitong down with a smile.

"Marty Xihai, your son is very good."

"Yes, it's amazing to be able to walk to the 22nd floor of the Dark Altar at the age of thirteen."

"At the age of thirteen, I am still in the process of mental growth. It is indeed very good to reach the 22nd level." These gods and demons all commented with a smile.

Yan Chitong is still a teenager.

Ji Yuantong has long been adults, and his mind is generally mature. However, he is still only at the seventeenth level, which really makes many gods and demons worry.

"I actually lost."

Yan Chitong also recovered from waking up. Seeing the large number of geniuses on the dark altar, he couldn't help but clench his fists, but when his eyes swept to Ji Yuantong around him, he grinned.

...

The thirtyth floor is the lowest limit that the gods and demons in the Yuanchu Mountains believe.

Fortunately, the other geniuses with strong foundations of gods and demons that they value the most have crossed this lowest limit. Twenty-six of the hundred geniuses failed to reach the thirty level.

"Um?"

"Chu Yong stopped too?"

The gods and demons frowned slightly.

The most famous genius of the capital, "Chu Yong", stopped at the 38th floor, and his eyes became pitch black, like a sculpture.

Although it has crossed the lowest limit, the achievement of the "Thirty-eighth Level" is really mediocre, and it even belongs to the "middle and lower reaches" level among a hundred people.

But immediately after-

Princess Lee Young, and "Jin Huan" who was second only to Meng Chuan in terms of speed, both stopped on the 39th floor.

"What?"

"The three of them stopped one after another."

The King of Donghe and others frowned slightly. This time, there were only ten except Yan Chitong, except for Yan Chitong, who had strong foundations in the gods and demons, namely Chu Yong, Yan Feng, Meng Chuan, Yan Jin, Zong Sha, Li Ying, Jin Huan, Ning Yibu, Dong Fang, and Ji Yuantong. These ten except Yan Feng were all talented and were cultivated by the family.

The level of cultivation and the foundation of gods and demons is very high. It is heartbreaking for Ji Yuantong to stop on the 17th level. Chu Yong, Li Ying, and Jin Huan also stopped at the 37th and 8th level, which is only the middle and lower level among a hundred people.

Soon the strongest "Dong Fang" stopped at the 43rd floor, which was of medium level and ranked about fifty of the hundred people.

"Half of these ten gods and demons have strong foundations, half of them are below the fifty level." The gods and demons looked at them calmly. As they expected, the foundations of gods and demons had no connection with their inner will. Sixty-one of the hundred geniuses failed to reach the fifty level, and five of the ten gods and demons had strong foundations failed to reach the fifty level. This is a very normal proportion.

Time passes.

The geniuses are moving up step by step.

Ning Yibu stopped at the fifty-ninth floor and was moved out of the dark altar.

"Huh?" After Ning Yibu recovered from waking up, he looked up and saw that the slowest geniuses on the dark altar were sixty levels. "There are eighteen geniuses left on the dark altar."

Among the geniuses he paid attention to were Meng Chuan, Yan Jin, Zong Sha and Yan Feng, who were still walking slowly on the dark altar, which was very difficult.

*******

Meng Chuan felt in a nightmare that was difficult to wake up, but he could sense the existence of his body. It was like a half-dream and half-awake state.

"This is all illusion, all fake."

"Continue to go."

Meng Chuan tried hard to maintain his sanity, and tried hard to control his body and let his body continue to walk.

The illusions kept looming over, making Meng Chuan feel like he was falling into the abyss. Many memories began to blur, and began to confuse real memories and illusions. It seemed that the illusions were real?

"Sober, stay awake." Meng Chuan roared angrily.

"I can't hold on to this illusion? I still have to kill all the monsters?" Meng Chuan roared in his heart.

He was angry.

Angry yourself is affected by illusions.

But no matter how angry you are, the more blurred your memory becomes, the more declining your consciousness becomes. The more real the illusion.

He became a soldier and was facing a siege with his companions on the battlefield by overwhelming monsters. His companions around him died one by one.

"I can't stop it, I can't stop it. How can I stop so many monsters by myself and I will be killed?" I and my only remaining companions were in fear. The monsters were flooding with countless people, but there were only a few of them. One by one, my companions were torn apart and blood was sprinkled on me.

Fear and despair filled the heart.

Finally, I was the only one left on the battlefield! All my companions were dead, and countless monsters rushed towards me with a hideous look.

No hope!

It's over!

"How could it be me?"

"So weak and so afraid! How could it be me?"

A roar rang in my heart.

That's anger.

Angry your own weakness, anger is not yourself!

"Even if I die, I have to kill. I can kill one person and one person, and I can kill ten people." Meng Chuan's will roared, "I, Meng Chuan, will never be afraid of the demon clan! I will not die!"

Meng Chuan's will is condensing, getting rid of these illusions, and his sense of the body is becoming stronger.

Meng Chuan has recovered some of his sobriety and his memory is much clearer.

He remembers that he was still walking on the dark altar.

"Continue to go."

"For the sake of children, those weak ordinary people in Dongning Mansion use their bodies to resist the monster's sharp claws."

"The third elders, for the sake of the young tribe, use their lives to resist."

“Generations of people are rushing up.”

"I am also a member of them. How could I be afraid of the demon clan?"

"I once swear to kill all the demon clans! Then kill all your weaknesses and fears first!"

Meng Chuan's will is condensing, continuing to move up step by step.
Chapter completed!