The month of brutal trials has finally come to an end.

On this day, in the early morning, the sun was shining above the blue sky. The bright sunshine gently swayed down. Outside the lush Ten Thousand Demons Forest, there are several extraordinary figures.

Among these people, there are four old men with goosebumps, but still in good spirits, dressed in luxurious robes, obviously with transcendent status. They were none other than Sect Master Linghu, who explained the rules of the competition to the new disciples a month ago, as well as Elder Guo, Elder Xu, and Elder Liu. Although they didn't let out their breath, the slightest coercion they exuded still made people feel palpitations.

Four old men, standing there, as if there were four mountains!

There are also young boys and girls, wearing the unified robes of the sect, exuding profound cultivation on their bodies, all of them are powerful realms in the late stage of the Tongmai realm, and they are estimated to be old disciples of the sect. They all looked at the exit with burning eyes, exuding anticrative and curious looks, wanting to see what kind of results the new disciples who came out of it would achieve in this year's competition.

Gradually, one by one, figures walked out of the Ten Thousand Demons Forest.

After a whole month of trials in this wild forest full of spirit beasts and full of dangers, they all looked unkempt, revealing a sense of exhaustion that could not be concealed. Compared to a month ago, before entering the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, he was a little less radiant and energetic.

However, the solemn and calm aura on their bodies is much thicker, like a sword that has been sharpened and polished, after the cruel training of life and death, blood and sweat, and when it is unsheathed, it is even sharper.

Looking at the changes in these new disciples, a faint smile of relief appeared in the eyes of the four old men. Many old disciples also nodded silently. After all, they also experienced such changes back then.

As time passed, more and more people gathered outside the Ten Thousand Demon Forest. The originally quiet atmosphere was gradually broken, and it became loud and noisy.

The new disciples who came out can be said to have all kinds of things - some of them are elated and excited, and obviously they have achieved good results; some of them are depressed and gloomy, and most of them have failed to achieve the desired results; some people have palpitations and thrilling expressions, probably recounting their experience of escaping death and successfully escaping danger in the forest of ten thousand demons; and some people are full of sadness and grief, and may have unfortunately lost their companions.

In fact, this whole month of trials did not have too large number of casualties. After all, everyone has received the spills distributed by the sect, and when they encounter irresistible dangers, throw the balls into the air, and there will be strong people from the sect who are sitting outside to watch, and they will quickly come to the rescue.

Although this can't completely eliminate casualties, for example, some people are greedy for results and don't throw the surging ball in time, or like Chu Yi and Chu Lingshan, they are surprised and sneak attack with thunderous means, plus the genius of Qinglong City, in the face of the two "wastes" of the refining realm, they always think very highly of themselves and have no chance to use the opportunity to ask for help, or when facing Jun Hantian, the two of them have their surging balls shattered. But in addition to these unexpected circumstances, the ball was able to avoid many casualties.

In all, more than 60 people were rescued during the one-month trial. Of course, they also lost the opportunity to continue to participate in the first part of the tournament.

Those old disciples who came to watch the results of this year's new disciples talked one after another.

"You say, among this year's new disciples, what will be the highest score? Can anyone reach the results of Senior Brother Jun Polong?"

The speaker was a young man with a hippie smile, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with handsome and clear eyebrows and eyes, giving people a sense of vigor and youth.

A person next to him smiled disdainfully and said, "Senior Brother Bai Xuan, what are you talking about." Is it so easy for Senior Brother Jun Polong to be attained? At the beginning, Senior Brother Jun Polong had obtained a full 860,000 meritorious points in the first stage of the trial, as well as two powerful spirit beasts of the second and fifth ranks! Who could climb such a big mountain?"

The other sneered, "Yes." Don't look at how cultivated Senior Brother Jun Polong was back then. At the age of twelve, as soon as he entered the Heavenly Extreme Sect, he was already in the realm of the fourfold passage. This level of spiritual power is much stronger than many old disciples who have cultivated for many years!"

Hearing these sycophants, a handsome and tall man couldn't help but show a touch of pride. This person is none other than the powerful Tianjiao that they are crazy touting in their mouths, Jun Polong.

I saw that his face was like a knife, his face was plump, although he was wearing a unified sect robe, but his whole body still revealed an extraordinary bearing of a jade tree in the wind, and he was undoubtedly the most conspicuous existence in the crowd. A pair of proud eyes, flashing with a cold essence, like a supreme god, looking at everything, never put anyone in his eyes.

In fact, Jun Polong does have such confidence. Just by virtue of his entry into the sect at the beginning of that year, he was already in the realm of the fourfold of the Tongmai, and with his current ninefold cultivation of the Tongmai, he surpassed the outer gate of the entire Tianji Sect and was in the position of the chief disciple!

Jun Polong smiled faintly, and a hint of imperceptible strangeness flashed in his deep eyes, and said, "Having said that, the achievements of these new disciples this year are still worth looking forward to. Especially my younger brother, Jun Hantian, is even more demonic than me back then, at a young age, he is already a five-fold cultivation of the pulse, and is known as a peerless genius of our Jun family in the past hundred years. I'm afraid that his results this year really hope to catch up with me. ”