"I will give all of you one chance," Max said calmly as his gaze slowly swept across the six participants standing before the cave entrance, his expression remaining completely composed despite the tension in the atmosphere. "Leave this platform peacefully."
His tone was neither arrogant nor overbearing.
He did not shout those words loudly, nor did he release any killing intent while speaking.
Yet the calmness within his voice carried an invisible pressure that gradually caused the expressions of the six disciples to change subtly as the weight behind his words settled heavily upon them.
"Otherwise…" Max continued slowly while maintaining eye contact with them, "I will have no choice but to eliminate all of you."
The mont those words fell, silence instantly descended across the platform.
The six participants instinctively tightened their grips around their weapons while staring at Max with increasingly wary expressions. The confidence they carried earlier had clearly weakened, yet none of them spoke imdiately as the atmosphere around the cave suddenly beca incomparably heavy.
If those exact sa words had co from soone else, they would have laughed mockingly without hesitation and attacked imdiately.
However, the person currently standing before them was Max Morgan.
The sa Max Morgan who had ranked first in the previous two trials.
The sa Max Morgan whose na currently stood at Rank 3 within the Survival Trial rankings.
And inside this Survival Trial, rankings represented far more than simple fa or reputation.
They represented strength.
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