Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 108 - 90: The Name That Should Not Appear, Demon Fiends Abound_2
"According to the usual rules, these warships will automatically return once every three years, and their purpose is to transport new forces to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’."
"The ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ is the most chaotic place for tempering disciples, and it is a battleground fought over by the Hundred Sects year-round. Almost all peerless geniuses and unparalleled demon fiends of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range are stationed there, and the number of disciples who die there each year is countless."
"Of course, the number of peerless powerhouses born there each year is also countless. Danger and opportunity coexist, making the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ both a hell for peerless geniuses and a cradle for legendary figures."
"In that place, not only do the strongest disciples of the Hundred Sects compete for supremacy, but there are also countless demon fiends of the Demon Sect watching covetously. It is the burial ground for countless prodigies of the heavens..."
With Mo Shiyi’s introduction, Ye Xiaofan and his companion gradually learned countless pieces of information.
Every three years, the Divine Sword Sect sends a batch of powerful disciples into the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’, and every five years, they send back a batch. Those who are sent back are inevitably powerhouses who have undergone the baptism of life and death and have undergone an earth-shattering transformation.
The strong who have undergone this baptism of life and death are the true foundation of the Divine Sword Sect. Most of them leave the mountain gate to guard certain strongholds, while a very few stay within the Divine Sword Sect as elders of a mountain, continuing to cultivate new forces for the sect.
The number of disciples sent into the Divine Sword Sect every three years is countless, but those who can return are less than one in ten. Despite this, countless cultivators still charge forward, one after another.
Cultivators, inherently, walk a path in defiance of heaven, competing with the heavens, the earth, with others, and with all races. As long as there is an opportunity to strengthen themselves, endless cultivators will plunge into the flames, risking everything for a chance.
This is the cultivation world, where power is their only way out, and competition is the most direct method.
Though unafraid of life and death, it is not because they are not afraid to die. At this moment, countless older disciples watching those ancient warships turned pale.
It is evident that this is another ’three years’, and some older disciples will be transported into the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’, facing death and challenge head-on.
"Although a batch of disciples is sent inside every three years, not everyone will be chosen. Everyone who has been in the Divine Sword Sect for more than three years could have their name on the list."
"Some are included in the list after three years, and some, even when sent to various strongholds, may not necessarily be selected."
Mo Shiyi explained softly, saying that the selection for this list has a certain randomness and purpose, both of which determine the selected names.
Ye Xiaofan and Nangong Jianchen were greatly shocked upon hearing this. This was the opportunity provided by the Divine Sword Sect, but it was also a disguised form of sentencing.
As Mo Shiyi spoke, countless older disciples of the Divine Sword Sect almost emptied the nest, all coming to surround those warships. Even among the Thirty-Six Holy Peaks, many Saint Heir and Saintess candidates stood watching, as no one knew if their name would appear there the next moment.
Moreover, at this moment, Ye Xiaofan saw that among the endless older disciples, figures of unparalleled demon fiends were slowly emerging.
The aura emanating from these people was terrifying, and every appearance made the surrounding disciples instinctively avoid their edge and bow from afar. They were like dazzling bright moons, daunting to gaze upon directly.
It was only at this moment that Ye Xiaofan understood what the Divine Sect meant and what it meant to truly be a "hidden dragon and crouching tiger."
"So, by the time we’ve been in the sect for three years, will we also possibly be selected and sent into the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’?" Ye Xiaofan murmured with a frown.
Even the senior brother from hundreds of years ago had perished there. It was imaginable what a tragic scene lay there.
Hundred Sects prodigies, Demon Sect demon fiends, Ancient Ruins, opportunities spanning millennia, heroes competing, seizing chances, fierce battles everywhere, opposition between good and evil...
At this moment, in Ye Xiaofan’s mind, he imagined those scenes. He seemed to see the Demon Sect’s Array Dao unparalleled demon fiend using a killing array to trap and kill thirty thousand Divine Sword Sect disciples. Such scenes, though rare over centuries, were enough to glimpse a fraction of the terror.
There, it was truly a place of monstrous competition, bloody and cruel.
"Must those selected go to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’?" With this thought, Ye Xiaofan couldn’t help but ask. It wasn’t that he feared such baptism by life and death, but he was curious about what would happen to those selected who dared not attend.
Mo Shiyi took a deep breath upon hearing this.
"Being selected doesn’t necessarily mean you must go. If one is timid or only seeks security, they can voluntarily give up and won’t be forced to go."
"However, those who refuse to go after selection can no longer stay in the Divine Sword Sect. Such disciples will have all memories related to the Divine Sword Sect’s cultivation techniques and secrets erased and be sent back home."
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan exchanged a glance with Nangong Jianchen. In this world where power is revered, such banishment was harder to bear than death.
A peerless prodigy sent back due to fear—one could only imagine the fate awaiting him, likely more bleak than being born a cripple. In this world, retreating before battle is seen as a great shame, and even their family would never raise their heads again.
On the contrary, the Divine Sword Sect’s regulations could be considered sentimental towards the sect, for at least such individuals were given the choice to ’live’."
Moreover, the disciples the Divine Sword Sect sends into the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ are all Inner Sect Disciples, and those who enter the Inner Sect are no less than proud prodigies and daughters of heaven.
Just this point alone shows that it’s not about lacking compassion from the Divine Sword Sect, but about the inherent cruelty of it all.
"These things are nothing. The cultivation realm is far more brutal than you imagine. When you get to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ in the future, you will naturally see what it means for human lives to be like grass, and what true piles of bones look like."
Mo Shiyi sighed with emotion: "The cultivation realm has never been a world of steady growth. It is a world where the strong devour the weak. If you are not strong enough, sometimes you do not even know how you died. Striving for stability does not ensure peace."
In the end, the Divine Sword Sect won’t protect them for a lifetime. Even if one spends their entire life in the Divine Sword Sect, when it comes time to leave the sect and head to perilous strongholds, they will have to rely on themselves.
No sect can allow a generation of disciples to train within the mountain gates forever. There are only so many resources, and when older disciples reach a certain limit in growth, they must also yield a path to resources for the new generation.
"Three years, is it?" After learning about the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’, Ye Xiaofan murmured to himself, and even Nangong Jianchen beside him fell into deep thought.
And just as the three of them were each contemplating their thoughts.
Suddenly.
Rumble!
Mighty beams of light fell from the sky above the Divine Sword Sect, enveloping those ancient warships and forming screens of light.
On those screens, one name after another began to appear conspicuously.
In an instant, the countless older disciples held their breaths and looked at the selected lists, searching for their own names.
Every older disciple understood.
What did the early return of the warships signify?
It signified that the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ had reached a fever pitch, urgently needing a large number of Divine Sword Sect disciples to supplement it. They needn’t contemplate—it was already unimaginably brutal over there.
Even Ye Xiaofan, Nangong Jianchen, and Mo Shiyi looked up, their eyes scanning over the names on the list.
However, when the three of them looked in a specific direction, they all trembled with waves of emotion as if unwilling to believe that particular name had appeared on the light screens.
