A white light flashed, and under the fluctuation of space, only about fifty original cultivators were left.
This so-called test, even after the assessment, only Wang Hang and Yuan Yuan know the final purpose, and everyone else is a little confused.
Did the Federal Special Agent General Bureau put all their efforts into doing something like this, but in the end they didn’t give them any face at all?
After all, these people are the best among the human race on earth, and they take matters of face very seriously.
But who is Yuan, and things like face are not something they can just get if they want.
"The most important thing to call everyone here this time is the assessment. As for what will happen after the assessment, you can't know it now."
As the director of the Federal Special Administration Bureau, Wang Hang, although he also values these people very much, his words are still a bit fierce.
After all, this matter is currently the top secret of the Federation, and even the top leaders only know about it, the President of the Federation and Wang Hang.
Moreover, they have a decree signed by the Speaker. In terms of strength and legal principles, these people must cooperate with this action.
"This is an order issued directly by the federation. You can take a look."
After casually throwing the oracle into the hands of some practitioners with backgrounds, Wang Hang shrugged as if nothing had happened.
He believed that these guys with profound backgrounds would not risk the fate of the entire family because of this incident.
The President's decree is a very important thing. If it were placed in ancient times, it would be an order issued by the emperor himself. If anyone disobeys it, the whole family will be executed.
"How come you have this thing?"
The middle-aged cultivator named Song from before had a deep and solemn look in his eyes, and the hand holding the order was trembling.
The rest of the people were more or less avoiding the oracle in their eyes.
In other words, they have been frightened and surrendered.
"I can't tell you where the thing came from. Only the dead can know about it."
Amidst the joking smile, Wang Hang's tone was slightly serious.
But this sentence is not that he is threatening these people, but that this time he has to choose the Lord of the Underworld, so only the dead can hold this position in the end.
Therefore, this sentence may seem threatening on the surface, but it actually has a blessing meaning to a certain extent.
Among the remaining fifty people, some of them had sullen expressions on their faces when they heard what they just said. However, they had orders from the Chief Speaker, so it was impossible for them to take action.
"If you don't want to take part in this assessment, you can withdraw at any time."
The assessment of opportunity is not a child's play. If you force the opportunity into the other person's arms like this, it will be too tough in the end.
A joke gives you an opportunity, but if you still doubt it, the opportunity given to you has been lost with just this action.
Yuan Yu, who had never spoken much, spoke calmly.
His words were very cold, and he didn't care even if all these people quit.
Unknown assessments, unknown strengths and even unknown dangers are all scythes hanging over their heads.
In fact, there were some smarter monks among the cultivators, and they had already laid eyes on the young Yuan Yuan very early on.
At first, I was still speculating whether he was the son of a certain family, but the following decree from the President of the General Assembly directly overturned this speculation.
The mystery that had already been lifted up turned out to be so wrong?
"In ten seconds, anyone who wants to quit can leave on his own."
After a quick glance, Yuan looked at the fifty cultivators below and said very calmly.
He has given every opportunity. As for how to choose, it all depends on your own opportunities.
Perhaps due to the President's decree, everyone below looked at each other in confusion, as if they were discussing something with their eyes, but in the end no one quit.
"Since no one has left, the last assessment has officially begun."
After waiting for ten seconds, Yuan Yuan said expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.
However, these so-called top 100 experts began to speculate.
"The last test is to stand in front of me for fifteen minutes!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them was shocked.
Hold on in front of me for fifteen minutes?
You must know that the remaining cultivators here are at least in the late stage of integration. Fifty cultivators may not be able to withstand the late stage of Tribulation.
Although such a young man seems to be quite powerful and may be a member of a noble family, these words are indeed a bit arrogant.
Due to the face of the President, no one dared to directly start angrily against Yuan Yuan.
Suddenly, a powerful pressure surged in from all directions, and the spiritual energy that was originally scattered around was suddenly squeezed out.
The surrounding members of the Special Bureau who were in charge of vigilance only felt a slight change, but it disappeared from their sensing in the next second.
In the center of the field, the cultivators who were still dissatisfied with the original began to fall to the ground one after another.
It seemed to have caused a chain reaction, and in just a moment, only ten people were left.
It has to be said that these people are all mentally strong. When they really face a strong person like Yuan Yuan, they have to kneel down in an instant.
Yuan Yu did not speak, but walked towards the crowd step by step.
Every time he takes a step forward, the pressure becomes stronger and the spiritual energy becomes thinner.
Wherever the original place was, the spiritual energy within a ten-meter radius began to disperse around him.
"There are still fourteen minutes left, and there are still ten people left."
He glanced lightly at the forty cultivators clinging to the ground. There was no other expression at all, and there seemed to be some disappointment in his eyes.
I originally thought that these people could hold on for a while, but I didn't expect that they were just a bunch of idiots. They couldn't bear the pressure of a mere first-level Void Immortal, so how could they be in charge of the underworld?
Among the remaining ten people, Zhang Yuyuan looked normal, but most of the other people began to sweat.
boom!
The original pressure increased again, and Yuan approached the ten people again.
If the original pressure was doubled, this time it was increased by at least a hundred times!
That's right, it was a hundred times greater. A strong man in the late stage of fusion vomited blood and fell to the ground, and another strong man in the middle stage of fusion was also unconscious.
Of the original ten people, only eight are left!
"Thirteen minutes left, eight left."
This time, Yuan Yuan didn't make any further pauses. While speaking, he took steps closer again.
puff!
puff!
puff!
Three more sounds of vomiting blood were heard, and all of them were unconscious on the ground.
Three people were eliminated in the blink of an eye. Even Zhang Yuyuan, who was originally expressionless, had sweat on his forehead and his back was soaked.