Eternal life begins with saving my clan

Many came to Baiyun for an opportunity that might change their lives, but who would have expected they would have to run the most deadly race of their lives.

The race was only an hour-long, but it turned into the most terrifying ordeal.

An hour to cultivators was nothing, and now, that seemingly short hour stretched to infinity under the brutality of the battle raging back and forth. Find more chapters on m_v l|e'm-p| y r

In the first ten or minutes, the battle was deadly, with various cries of anguish echoing in the sky.

Some begged for their lives under the allure of the great opportunity awaiting them at the end of the race.

Their plea was met with defiant ears.

The greediness of humans had no bounds in the face of an unknown enticement.

The primal savagery ingrained in all human genes came to life. At first, people grouped to fight the stronger ones, but as time went by, urgency kicked in.

With two people sharing a horse, the speed reduced, and it was time to make a difficult decision.

What was the best decision in such time and place? Battle.

Friends turned on each other, forgetting years of friendship, killing one another.

Men betrayed their wives or girlfriends in the hope of having a chance at this unknown opportunity. Likewise, some women didn't hesitate to stab their partners in the back.

The race was horrifying as thousands of young people fell on the road, blood flowing, creating a small stream.

The thick stench of blood permeated the air, and cries for help never ceased coming from the road.

The older generations watching the battle from the sky or behind wore grim faces. No one expected the situation to turn so drastic that they didn't even have a chance to warn their disciples or children.

Some fortunate ones, only sustaining injuries, were quickly rescued by their clans.

Many powerful individuals high in the ranking witnessed how weak and helpless their younger generation was. It was an eye-opener for everyone.

Many looked at the floating Spirit Image Crystal and wondered about its function. However, since it was dropped by Cao Meng after the race began, many chose to ignore it.

Those who knew what those Spirit Image Crystals were meant for quickly logged into their Spirit Comms to watch the battle on the road live.

The battle was watched by everyone in the Zizhu Prefecture. In the prefecture capital, those lucky enough to get their hands on the Spirit Comms watched the battle in shock.

The Prefecture Lord stood frozen, watching everything like a dream.

The battle wasn't happening among a hundred people but between tens of thousands of the younger generation under the age of thirty.

Tension gripped Zizhu Prefecture as a whole. Many gathered in twos and threes, discussing the battle on the road of Baiyun.

Those who had friends and families killed in the battle wailed in agony. Mothers and fathers watching their children killed in cold blood were thrown into sorrow.

Under such an atmosphere, a ranking popped up from the corner. There were still 50,000 survivors racing with all their might and wariness.

Now, many people have learned their lesson never to trust anyone. Therefore, they guarded against anyone who moved closer to them.

With all this guard, it slowed their speed, but that didn't stop the massacre from happening. It even rose to another level when they heard the voice.

"You've thirty minutes left."

With that, many lost the traces of rationality and went into full killing mode.

The smart greenhorns grasped the urgency of killing and went on a killing spree.

The motive of their killing had shifted from searching for mounts to use but clearing every obstacle on their path.

If you're weak, no matter where you are, a battle would come to you. There was only one way to escape from this bloody battle.

Leave the road and let the stronger ones pass by. But doing so, they would lose a couple of minutes that they couldn't afford to lose.

Thrown between a hard place and a rock, they needed to make a decision which was pretty obvious.

Fight your way out.

Su Yen stood in the sky, watching everything from the back of his mount without any shred of pity on his face. Even though he didn't plan for this battle in the first place, he wouldn't pity them for being weak.

Besides, if they didn't die now, they would either die in the Hidden Dragon Tournament.

The Hidden Dragon was a brutal and horrifying battle that took place throughout the empire. It weeded out the weak from the strong. Many didn't know the purpose of the battle, but the reward and fame that came from the winner outshined their curiosity.

Besides, since the Hidden Dragon began, the Zizhu had always come last. They've never proceeded to the next stage.

Now that he was part of the Zizhu Prefecture, or rather, that the Zizhu Prefecture was now part of him, he needed to change their mediocrity.

Back to the race, another 10,000 people had fallen on the road. But the time was closing in on an hour; this left everyone wondering where they were going.

They had raced with all their might from Baiyun city straight to a town known as Xuefeng town.

Xuefeng town had to close the town gate when there was news of thousands of people rushing toward their town.

It was when they took the next turn toward the Purple Mist Mountain Range that everyone in the town breathed a sigh of relief.

With such brutality going on at the back, the forefront was quiet as everyone was competing with each other.

Jun Shen Yi and Jiang Li Mei glared hatefully at the four people right in front of them.

They were both curious and annoyed. The four before them were only at the Peak of Qi Refinement while they were in the Early Foundation Building realm stage 2.

Still, they couldn't catch up to them. As for their other clansmen, they had long left them behind.

The arrangement was four people at the forefront, two people at the second level, while others were trailing after these six.

In the distance, they saw Zimo standing beside Biyu with a cold, expressionless gaze.

Looking at the first group that arrived, Zimo only nodded at them, while Biyu didn't even bat an eye at them.

The four had already gotten used to such treatment as they quickly found a corner to catch their breath.

After a couple of seconds, Jun Shen Li and Jiang Li Mei arrived with faces covered in sweat.

They looked at the two people standing at the peak of a mountain for a moment before they also went to a side to catch their breath.

Shortly, other people began to arrive one after the other. No one spoke as they were busy trying to catch their breath.

Exactly one hour, Biyu echoed with a loud voice. "Time up!"

Those that made it breathed a sigh of relief. Out of tens of thousands of people that began the race, only five thousand people made it.

Out of the five thousand people, only the first hundred were not covered in blood; from the rest, they were covered in blood and bruise.

Meanwhile, when the others realized they missed their chance, they were furious and glared at Zimo and Biyu, demanding her to give them another chance.

However, they didn't even bat an eye at them. Instead of them to keep quiet, their noise rose to another level.

"You see that line..." Biyu began; her voice was cold and sent shivers down the spine of everyone.

"Anyone that crosses it will have their clan's fate sealed. No one under the heaven will save you and your clan. Not even your chicken will be left alive."

"So continue if you want the destruction of your clan."

Instantly, the mountain range became quiet like a graveyard. Though many had a deep grievance in their minds, they swallowed it.

Such a threat was more than they could bear. As for the thought that she might be bluffing, their three days in the city and outside had taught a thing or two about the power behind those two.

The older generation had a solemn expression on their faces, still, they didn't utter a word.

They were curious and wanted to know what they lost hundreds of clansmen for.

Suddenly, one hundred young people arrived. They were dressed in blue and black uniforms with an insignia of the Celestial Heavenly sect.

When Zimo and Biyu saw them, they flashed them a bright smile.

Watching their bright smiles left everyone confused. Who were these people?!

They were not part of the people that raced for the opportunity.

Jun Shen Li and Jiang Li Mei exchanged subtle glances while their parents also did the same.

Things were getting interesting.

"With everyone here?" Biyu began. "Our Sect Master discovered a secret realm and decided to share it with those that are worthy of such an opportunity."

What!

Everyone was flabbergasted. They gasped in shock. A secret realm.

They looked at each other, trying to see if they were not hearing things.

The various clan masters had their breath quickened. Their previous grievance they had toward Zimo and Biyu disappeared into thin air.

This was a massive opportunity given to them on a platter of gold.

What does a few deaths mean to them?

Watching their shock and excited expressions, Biyu sneered.

"Though this is a secret realm, no one has ever ventured inside. Therefore, you must be prepared for whatever danger you meet inside."

"You have seven days before the path inside the secret becomes unstable. So you must return before then."

"Go now."

What!

Where!

Everyone was confused. They didn't see the passage to the secret realm.

Whoosh!

Before anyone could react, the hundred disciples from the Celestial Heavenly sect moved at the same time.

Their speed was extremely fast, and they climbed the highest mountain covered in purple mist and disappeared into it.