An hour passed anxiously outside. The cave was now filled with cultivators who arrived hastily and watched the Tablet of the Malevolent God with bated breath. They all emanated a dense Qi that made everything around them cold, with a smell of blood that could make the mind spin.
The recruitment officer from the Vital Yin Sect was stunned. Fifteen minutes before the end of the test, the Tablet of the Malevolent God began to tremble and emit a dense pressure, a clear sign that a terrifying talent had emerged.
Past records left no doubt. It was an Asura-level talent born among these recruits. Everyone awaited eagerly, forgetting to even breathe. The younger ones were in awe as it had been ten thousand years since an Asura-level talent had appeared. None of them could imagine the potential that this talent might possess. Only legends and records spoke of things that seemed like ridiculous fairy tales.
