Lin Moyu didn’t use any other skills.
Releasing five Lightningballs per second, he overwheld the robe-wearing puppet, giving it no chance to resist.
In an instant, the puppet exploded, dissolving into a wisp of white energy that rged into Lin Moyu.
His four attributes—strength, agility, spirit, and physique—increased by another 1,000 points, bringing each to 11,500.
Noticing his enhanced attributes, Lin Moyu realized that defeating the puppets transferred their attributes to him.
But what was the purpose of these additional attributes? He still wasn’t sure.
The ancestral land’s trial remained shrouded in mystery. Recalling Bai Yiyuan’s words, Lin Moyu pressed forward.
Suddenly, the sky lit up. A beam of light pierced through space and entered his body.
His body felt like it was subrged in a hot spring—warm and soothing—as heat flowed through him.
Lin Moyu’s mind jolted. He murmured, "Life divine force."
It felt identical to when he was struck by lightning in the Putrid Corpse Land.
Later, he learned from the God of Life that this heat was life divine force—the power of the God of Life.
After the Genesis Scepter was broken, its Life Core vanished, while its body scattered across the Putrid Corpse Land, rging with the lightning.
"The light Teacher spoke of must be related to the Life Core."
Lin Moyu was now certain of his guess.
Outside the ancestral land, a figure was suddenly teleported out.
Lie Feng looked around in confusion. It took him a mont to realize—he had been eliminated. But how was he eliminated?
Holding his head, he struggled to recall. He rembered crossing a suspension bridge and reaching a platform where he seed to have learned new skills. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t rember what those skills were. That part of his mory was gone.
The harder he forced himself to rember, the more his head throbbed, a sharp pain twisting his expression.
"Feng!"
The Lie Family’s elder called out, snapping him back to reality.
One look at Lie Feng’s face was enough—the elder instantly understood. There was no need to ask questions.
This wasn’t the first ti soone had entered the ancestral land and co out with lost mories.
Even Mo Xinghe, a God-level powerhouse, had experienced the sa in his youth.
Suddenly, Lie Feng’s eyes widened, and he scread, "Grandfather, sothing happened!"
His voice was loud—drawing everyone’s attention.
Rushing to explain, he blurted out, "The Zhou Family's Zhou Lesheng… he joined the Demon Worship Society! He didn’t eat the fruit like the rest of us. He waited until we had all eaten—until our attributes and skills were sealed—then he tried to kill us!"
"He even activated the Soul-Extinguishing Barrier to stop us from resurrecting through the soul brand!"
Flas erupted around Ning Tairan’s body, and his God-level aura erupted like a storm.
"What did you say?!"
Lie Feng’s knees buckled, and he plopped on the ground with his butt, his face pale with terror.
Mo Xinghe quickly intervened, "Old Ning, calm down. Let him finish."
Ning Tairan exhaled sharply, then waved his hand, lifting Lie Feng back to his feet with a surge of elental energy, "Explain clearly."
Lie Feng, still shaken, hurriedly recounted everything—
"If not for Godly General Lin arriving in ti and killing Zhou Lesheng, none of us would have made it out alive."
A collective sigh of relief spread through the crowd.
Mo Xinghe’s sharp gaze swept over the gathering, "Where is the Zhou Family’s elder?"
But the elder had already fled.
That alone all but confird Lie Feng’s words.
Mo Xinghe’s voice deepened, "No rush. Let’s wait for more participants to verify this."
"If the Zhou Family is indeed guilty, they won’t escape justice."
Before long, more people were teleported out.
Upon questioning, their stories matched Lie Feng’s exactly.
If not for Lin Moyu, everyone in the ancestral land would have perished.
Attempting murder within the Chuangshi Institute’s ancestral land—this was an unforgivable cri.
Mo Xinghe’s killing intent surged. Without hesitation, he sent a ssage through his communicator.
"The Zhou Family won’t escape justice!"
He wasn’t the only one.
The elders from the prestigious families also relayed urgent ssages.
Word spread quickly—the Zhou Family was in grave trouble.
Colluding with the Demon Worship Society and attempting murder within the ancestral land—these offenses could not be forgiven.
This was a blatant slap in the face of Xiajing Academy.
No one knew exactly how many God-level powerhouses stood behind the academy, but within the Empire, Xiajing Academy was undeniably one of the top forces. Compared to it, the Zhou Family was insignificant.
A total of five people had been eliminated along with Lie Feng. They all shared one thing in common—they had killed multiple creatures within the ancestral land.
Now, it was too late for regrets.
A few hours later, more participants were teleported out.
Defeated by the Mage puppet, they ford the second batch to be eliminated. The mont they erged, they sensed the tense atmosphere and instinctively kept quiet.
Mo Xinghe observed them for a mont, thinking to himself "They should have gained sothing."
After so questioning, his suspicion was confird. Their attributes had indeed increased slightly.
Each attribute had risen by 500 points, matching the attributes of the Swordsman puppet they had defeated. Though they had lost to the Mage puppet, the attributes gained from their earlier victory remained.
At first glance, the increase seed small.
But these were basic attributes, granting an additional bonus with each level-up.
Moreover, when attributes surpassed the limit, they slightly increased the probability of class sublimation during the third class awakening—even a 1% boost was incredibly valuable.
As ti passed, more participants were eliminated.
Eventually, the eliminations slowed, and no one else appeared.
The first batch of eliminations had consisted of only five people. The second batch had increased to 15.
Mo Xinghe spoke in a deep voice, "Based on this, only 10 people remain in the ancestral land."
30 participants had entered; 20 were now out. That left 10 still inside.
The elders of these remaining participants couldn't hide their smiles.
After all, the longer one lasted, the greater the rewards.
A few hours later, the third batch was teleported out.
Unlike the previous groups, these participants had defeated the Mage puppet before being eliminated.
Their rewards were even greater—each of their attributes increased by 1,500 points, equivalent to consuming over half a bottle of Interdiate Magical Draught.
Additionally, this batch was surrounded by a faint halation.
Among them was Ling Yizhan.
Looking pleasantly surprised, he muttered, "My physique attribute has increased significantly, and my health has risen by 10%."
Compared to when he first entered, Ling Yizhan cleared two challenges, increasing all his attributes by 1,500. He later acquired life divine force, boosting his physique by 2,000 and his health by 10%.
One of the greatest differences between human class users and boss rank monsters, aside from attributes, was health.
Boss monsters possessed exceptionally high health, which was why humans had to form parties to take them down.
For Ling Yizhan, a 10% health increase was a trendous boon.
"Not bad, not bad!" Mo Xinghe nodded approvingly.
Ling Yizhan, however, remained humble, "It's a pity I couldn't go further. I don’t even rember how I was eliminated."
Mo Xinghe patted his shoulder, "Surviving the trial is already an achievent."
At that mont, Ling Yizhan recalled Zhou Lesheng. His expression darkened, "Zhou Lesheng nearly killed us all. If not for Godly General Lin..."
Mo Xinghe cut in with a nod, "We already know."
Understanding that this matter was now in the hands of the elders, Ling Yizhan said no more.
Ti passed, but no one else erged.
This ti, five participants had been eliminated, leaving only five remaining in the ancestral land: Lin Moyu, Lin Mohan, Mo Yun, Ning Yiyi, and Sha Jin of the Sha Family.
Mo Xinghe turned to Ning Tairan, "Congratulations, Old Ning. Yiyi perford exceptionally well this ti."
Historically, anyone who lasted beyond the third batch was considered a top-tier prodigy. Their chances of reaching the God-level in the future were extrely high.
Even Mo Xinghe and Ning Tairan—both God-level powerhouses—had only made it to the fourth batch in their youth.
Ning Tairan stroked his beard, "I didn’t expect this little girl to be so impressive. Your Mo Yun is remarkable as well."
Mo Xinghe smiled, "Yun is indeed a top prodigy. But more importantly, she never relies on her family. She carves her own path."
Mo Yun had always been strong-willed, refusing to depend on her family. Even her admission into Chuangshen Institute had been earned entirely on rit.
As for Lin Moyu and Lin Mohan—those two siblings were simply monsters.
But the biggest surprise? Sha Jin of the Sha Family.
The elder of the Sha Family was grinning from ear to ear.
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