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The group stepped out of the Chaos Tower. Dallas spoke up, "Everyone, as I mentioned earlier, only those at the Mystique Loyalty Realm can participate in this battle for the treasure. Those willing to fight, please step forward!" Almost all the Mystique Loyalty Realm cultivators took a step forward.

Expression serious, Dallas continued, "Let me remind you that the Western cultivators are determined to obtain this treasure. If a fight breaks out, they won't hold back. We've made a verbal agreement with them that neither Profound Oriental Realm nor Legendary Realm cultivators will intervene. "So, if your lives are in danger, the Profound Oriental Realm seniors will not step in!"

Hearing this, most of their expressions changed. These individuals came from martial arts families and sects, but hearing what Dallas said, it sounded as if they would be risking their lives.

Dallas smiled and repeated, "Now, those who still want to participate in the battle, please step forward again!"

The disciples from the reclusive sects remained in place. Only a small group of about 30 individuals stepped forward. These individuals were wearing resolute expressions, which showed their unwavering determination. They were from the Divine Strategy Squadron and Celestial Dragon Squadron.

The Mystique Loyalty Realm cultivators from the former were battle-hardened veterans, bearing the stars of generals on their shoulders. They did not fear death.

Those from the latter group, on the other hand, had been with Nash when he quelled the Southern Martial Alliance and the rebellion in Motadine. They were familiar with life-threatening situations. As elders of the Celestial Dragon Squadron, they were determined not to bring disgrace upon their camp. They could not bear disappointing their commander.

The elders of the reclusive sects felt a burning shame at their disciples' hesitation. They were the very same who normally looked down on secular martial artists. Yet, when faced with a real challenge, they were timid and hesitant.

Merrick glared at his disciple, Lenard, and angrily shouted, "Lenard! What are you afraid of?"

Lenard Potts was dressed in a red robe and trembling from head to toe. "Master... I..."

"Step forward!" Merrick roared, causing Lenard to hurriedly take a step forward.

"Are you afraid of death?" Merrick asked coldly.

Lenard swallowed hard, lowering his head in silent acknowledgment.

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Merrick took a deep breath, pulled Lenard over from a distance, and slapped him twice across the face. Then, pointing at those from the Divine Strategy Squadron and the Celestial Dragon Squadron, he said, "Why aren't they afraid of death, then? Are they not human? Are they not at the Mystique Loyalty Realm?

"Don't you look down on secular martial artists? Do you still dare to look down on them now?"

Lenard's face swelled from the slaps. His master had not held back with those slaps. "Alright, Master. I'll go, alright?" he said miserably.

Merrick snorted. "It seems I've been too lenient with you all!"

The Mystique Loyalty Realm members of the Fiery Flame Sect all lowered their heads in shame.

Seeing the stern expression on their

elders' faces the disciples of the Sakaris Sword Sect steeled

themselves and stepped forward et

Following them were the young disciples of the Unfettered Sect, followed by those from the Cloud

Ascendant Palace and Ember Moon Clan.

Lenard felt extremely frustrated. He had been made the sacrificial example to set a precedent for others.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound as the five-colored pillar of light began to distort. The ground spanning kilometers wide shook as the angel pattern within the pillar started to slowly rotate.