Chapter 120: Desolate Ridge

Immediately following the selection of new disciples was the challenge of Desolate Ridge.

Mo Xiu was taken to a combat field where more than 30 people had already assembled.

There were only sixty or seventy new disciples recruited by the Seraphic Sword Sect each year. There were more than 30 people who needed to challenge Desolate Ridge. In other words, even if half of them passed the disciple selection, they would still be eliminated after a year. This showed that survival in the Seraphic Sword Sect was not so easy.

The 30 or so people in the combat field, after all, entered the Seraphic Sword Sect at the same time. Even if they couldn't be friends with each other, they at least knew each other.

On the contrary, Mo Xiu was very strange to those people as they didn't even know him.

It was precisely because they didn't know him that Mo Xiu's arrival attracted everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but guess the identity of Mo Xiu.

"Senior Brother Shao, this person also wants to challenge Desolate Ridge?" a man asked about Mo Xiu to another person.

Senior Brother Shao's name was Shao Jianbo. He was the one who brought Mo Xiu to the combat field, and he was also the one who presided over the challenge of Desolate Ridge.

He nodded, "Yes."

The man frowned, "How come I have never seen him in Seraphic Sword Sect for a year?"

"He hasn't joined the Seraphic Sword Sect," Shao Jianbo shook his head slightly. "During the selection of new disciples just held, we removed him. He raised objections and said he wanted to challenge Desolate Ridge, so I brought him here."

Hearing that, those in the combat field who were about to take part in the Deserted Ridge Challenge were stunned.

It was also the first time they encountered this situation, the first time they met someone who said they wanted to challenge Desolate Ridge after being eliminated from the selection process.

Not to mention that there were a variety of powerful monsters lurking in the deserted ridge as a careless person might become a monster's ration. Just competing with these Seraphic Sword Sect disciples for the only place was already a very difficult thing.

What was the matter with this guy? Was he looking down on them – these Seraphic Sword Sect disciples?

Although none of them was able to break through to the required cultivation level within a year, these disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect were after all still disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect. How could it be comparable to someone who had not even joined the Seraphic Sword Sect?

As if seeing everyone's surprise, unhappiness, and disdain, Shao Jianbo kindly reminded him, "Don't underestimate him. According to the results of previous tests, although his cultivation is only in the Early-stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm, his True Energy Power is on par with the cultivators in the Middle-stage, and even has the power to fight against the warriors in the Late-stage."

Everyone was even more surprised, although they didn't dare to underestimate Mo Xiu anymore, some people still looked at Mo Xiu with a hint of hostility.

Although Shao Jianbo said that Mo Xiu had the power to fight the Late-stage Spirit Vessel Realm expert, everyone knew that it will not be that simple.

Just a person who had the power to fight against a cultivator in the Late-stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm would not run confidently to challenge the Desolate Ridge, Mo Xiu must have some other means to compete with the fighters in the Late-stage.

In any case, Mo Xiu was an opponent they had to pay attention to.

Mo Xiu did not pay attention to the 30 or so people in the combat field. Although his current identity was Wu Jue, not Mo Xiu, many methods were inconvenient to use, and even his strength must be reserved, the highest level of cultivation among the thirty-something people in the combat field was only in the Great Perfection-stage of Spirit Vessel Realm.

Not to mention that there were no cultivators in the Profound Spirit Realm, many individuals had a cultivation base that did not even reach the Spirit Vessel Realm. There were even Foundation Building Realm or even Core Formation Realm noobs. It was estimated that going to Desolate Ridge was also looking for death. They didn't have to wait for Mo Xiu to take action as they would die in the mouths of the beasts.

Mo Xiu could even kill Great Perfection-stage Profound Spirit Realm experts, so naturally, he would not put these weaklings in his eyes.

"Everyone has arrived, and the time is almost there. I will take you to Desolate Ridge. I hope you will be lucky enough to survive."

Shao Jianbo made one last sentence, and then led the crowd to leave the combat field and walk towards the direction of Desolate Ridge.

Desolate Ridge was not inside the gate of the Seraphic Sword Sect, but outside the gate, it was also located in the Seraphic Sword Mountain Range.

The entire Desolate Ridge was surrounded by a huge barrier, but the barrier was transparent and an invisible barrier. Unless someone like Mo Xiu had Mystic Demon Eyes, ordinary cultivators could not tell unless they were reminded.

Most of the monsters in the Seraphic Sword Mountain Range were isolated in the Desolate Ridge, and with this enchantment that wrapped the Desolate Ridge, the monsters inside could be prevented from running out, and it could prevent the monsters from attacking the disciples.

It was precisely because they had been isolated in the deserted ridge that the monsters in the Desolate Ridge were fiercer, more irritable, and more like to attack the cultivators who entered the Desolate Ridge.

In addition, every year, there was a group of people who had to enter the Desolate Ridge, so there would be countless dead people in the Desolate Ridge.

According to rumors, there was still a Beast of Death in Desolate Ridge. Anyone who saw that beast would either die immediately or go crazy, even the elder of the Seraphic Sword Sect was no exception.

However, the Beast of Death had almost never appeared, only existed in the rumors, so there was nothing to worry about.

Tokens were required to enter and exit the enchantment, and those tokens seemed to be specially customized and could only be activated twice, and there were still seven days between the two activations.

Shao Jianbo did not enter the Desolate Ridge. He stopped outside the barrier of the deserted mountain and said immediately, "You can enter the Desolate Ridge. Good luck."

Holding tokens in hand, everyone passed through the barrier one by one and entered the Desolate Ridge.

Mo Xiu was the last to enter the Desolate Ridge. When he passed through the barrier, he moved his 'hand' a little bit. Although it could not take effect immediately, it was necessary for him: to modify the barrier so that the barrier could isolate Divine Consciousness.

Some barriers could isolate the Divine Consciousness, and some could not isolate the Divine Consciousness. The barrier of Desolate Ridge was originally unable to isolate the Divine Consciousness. That would be a bit disadvantageous for Mo Xiu.

He still remembered the Divine Consciousness Sound Transmission from before, so he must isolate the Divine Consciousness to avoid being detected by the other party to his every move.

With his method, it was not a big problem to transform the enchantment without everyone knowing.

As for why it couldn't take effect immediately, this was because he didn't want to arouse others' suspicion. Otherwise, as soon as he entered the enchantment, the enchantment would suddenly be able to isolate the Divine Consciousness, so all the people would doubt him.

After entering the enchantment, more than 30 people still stayed in one place, and were not teleported to every corner of Desolate Ridge.

Mo Xiu extended the Divine Consciousness, covering the entire Desolate Ridge, and carefully explored it.

A lot of people died in this place, there were corpses everywhere, and occasionally, he could see broken swords being randomly discarded on the ground, or intact swords being inserted diagonally on the ground.

In some places, he could still see rags and clothes, and even storage rings.

There were more monsters in this place, more than Mo Xiu imagined. From time to time, there would be a low roar or loud roar of monsters. He could feel the fierceness of those monsters from far away, and seemed to be able to see the gaze of those monsters that cannibalized people.

In the depths of the Desolate Ridge, there was a small area that even Mo Xiu's Divine Consciousness couldn't detect, only knew that there was a dark light that swallowed all the nearby Divine Consciousness.

Mo Xiu immediately thought of the rumored Beast of Death. Although he didn't know what the so-called Beast of Death was, if there was a Beast of Death, it should be in that small area.

Mo Xiu was originally not interested in the Beast of Death, but he smelled a familiar aura, and that aura radiated from the area where the ghostly light was.

Regardless of whether it as a Beast of Death or not, since it was here, he had to go and explore it.

As Mo Xiu was paying attention to the various situations in Desolate Ridge with his Divine Consciousness, a figure then came in front of him.

"Boy, what's your name? Do you want to join our group?" the man asked.

Mo Xiu glanced at the other party. Cultivation base in the Great Perfection-stage of Spirit Vessel Realm, he looked very tall, strong, and very fierce, but the smile on his face was a bit contrary to his muscular and fierce look.

"No need," Mo Xiu refused.

The man froze for a moment and immediately said, "I am helping you. Although I don't know where your confidence came to challenge Desolate Ridge, your behavior is already a humiliation to us disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect, so soon, everyone will join hands to deal with you. You don't even have a good weapon on your body. How can you be the opponent of our Seraphic Sword Sect disciples?"

It was ridiculous, but for the disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect, it was indeed a humiliation. After all, the number of people allowed was only one. Mo Xiu, a person who was not even a disciple of the Seraphic Sword Sect, actually had the audacity to run with them. This contention was simply a performance that did not put them – Seraphic Sword Sect disciples in his eyes.

That being the case, the disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect first joined forces to deal with Mo Xiu, this kind of thing couldn't be more normal.

If the real Wu Jue came to challenge Desolate Ridge, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only temporarily join other people's groups, but Mo Xiu was different.

Hearing the words of the person in front of him, his face was still calm but his tone revealed visible disdain, "I'll just humiliate you, what can you do?"

Hearing this, the person who came to invite Mo Xiu turned black.

The disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect around him also looked towards Mo Xiu.

Soon someone chuckled, "What an arrogant guy, he dares to speak unscrupulously in front of us, he really didn't put us in his eyes!"

Mo Xiu blinked his eyes slightly, not intending to explain.

Anyway, there was only one place in this competition, and there was no possibility of getting along with each other, so it didn't hurt to speak more presumptuously.

Besides, what were these people, and what qualifications did they have for him to explain to them?

The disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect did not intend to listen to Mo Xiu's explanation either. But a female disciple who seemed to be quite appealing said, "This guy is too arrogant, let's just join hands to get rid of him first, what do you think?"