Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 337 - 337 73 A Monster Has Emerged Among Us

Chapter 337: Chapter 73: A Monster Has Emerged Among Us Chapter 337: Chapter 73: A Monster Has Emerged Among Us Everyone: “…..”

In this day and night, nearly two thousand figures have appeared. Can you claim there’s not one you dislike?

Each one who passes by seems pleasant, and each one who approaches appears equally gentle. Couldn’t be mistaken, surely this must be the case!

In your understanding, all people are gentle. But is that even possible?!

“Big brother, let’s go back,” advised Mo Yuanqing cautiously.

“No!”

“I must see for myself how many people participate in this Heavenly Judge’s mass training session for Gold Rank assassins!”

Mo Yuantu declared fiercely: “Whether there are ten thousand or not, if there are, I just need to kill ten thousand Gold Rank assassins, and surely one of them will be Softspoken! It must be this way!”

Insanity!

This is definitely madness!

Not only Mo Yuanqing, but also the masters from Supreme Mountain coming from the side, had the same thought.

Kill ten thousand Gold Rank assassins?!

To tell the truth, even if you, Mo Yuantu, were a Heavenly Level cultivator, you still wouldn’t have enough power; it’s utterly impossible.

Even worse, among these people receiving the training, more than half of them will level up to Jade Rank assassins after they complete the training!

And Softspoken is notably one of the top performers amongst the Gold Rank assassins, undoubtedly being part of the first group to be promoted to Jade Rank!

In other words, no matter how many Gold Rank assassins you kill, even if you kill until your last breath, the one known as Softspoken will not be among the dead!

It’s like absolving the main culprit and killing a bunch of innocents…

This is more than just being blinded by a single leaf, it’s outright nervous breakdown, incapable of understanding even the most basic principles!

If this isn’t madness, then what is it?!

…

Feng Yin wasn’t aware that he’d just slipped past right under Mo Yuantu’s nose.

He also didn’t know that there was a real possibility that he might completely destroy Mo Yuantu with just one hit!

Even though Feng Yin’s cultivation level had considerably broken through, he was still just at the Human Tier, absolutely incapable of withstanding a full strike from Mo Yuantu; it’s like flirting with the Grim Reaper itself!

No matter whatever repercussions Mo Yuantu or Supreme Mountain face later, or even if they are doomed to destruction, would it hold any significance for someone who’s already dead?

Pushing his agility to the extreme, Feng Yin rushed towards the thick mist ahead, without the slightest bit of hesitation.

The moment he entered the mist, Feng Yin took out his Heavenly Judgment and activated it. And suddenly, there was a flash of golden light.

Driven by the golden light’s mutual attraction, he naturally saw a golden gate appear ahead.

On The Other Side, there was a tiny slot that exactly matched the shape of his Heavenly Judgment.

Feng Yin placed the Heavenly Judgment into the slot, and with the kacha of the sound, it was completely swallowed up.

Immediately after, the words “A Hand in the World!” were slowly revealed on the golden door.

Beneath that, there was a white space.

Feng Yin made a cut on his index finger, blood flowing out. He wrote four characters with his blood in the white space: “A Hand of Heavenly Judge!”

Above the golden door, his data was promptly displayed, such as rank, gold, code name, Softspoken, sequence number, 6666.

After a short while, the golden door opened and Feng Yin stepped in with big strides.

As far as the eye could see, there was a plaque floating in mid-air, with golden light shining on it, which was his Heavenly Judgment.

Feng Yin grabbed it and hid it inside his clothes.

Ahead of him, the thick mist was so dense that he could hardly see his hand in front of him. Feng Yin, using all his strength, barely glimpsed a path extending into the distance.

Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Yin started running along this path.

At the same time, he entered…

Numerous shadows entered the thick fog, yet there was no interaction between them, nor did they see anyone else’s information.

Everyone who entered saw a golden door in front of them, no matter which direction they came from.

They were only allowed to enter Wutong Mountain with a blood oath.

…

Outside, in the gorge.

Mo Yuantu was still watching.

The eleventh day was already turning into the early morning.

“It’s been two days, at least seven thousand people have entered,” stated Mo Yuanqing. “Big brother, do you still want to wait?”

He was secretly astounded—not expecting that so many Gold Rank assassins would participate in the training!

You must know that the Gold Rank training registration period lasted for five days; it’s only been two days now, and there were already more than seven thousand entrants. Even if the attendees are in a rush to enter, the subsequent number will gradually decrease. Then how many people will there be at the end?

The number seven thousand only represents those they can see in their field of view—the number from the other two sides hadn’t been counted.

By the end of five days, how many participants there would be in total?!

The strength of Heavenly Judge was unexpectedly vast!

“Wait!”

Mo Yuantu insisted fiercely: “I want to see just how many Gold Rank assassins can enter! I don’t believe it, there can’t be this many Gold Rank assassins in Heavenly Judge, there must be people taking advantage of the situation!”

And so…a few days passed in a blink of an eye.

Not only Mo Yuanqing, but the usually crazy Mo Yuantu was also stunned.

Because from the direction they were looking at, during these several days, a total of over twenty-three thousand people had entered.

If they added the people from the other directions, even with the most conservative estimates, there should be more than sixty thousand people.

“Over sixty thousand trained Gold Rank assassins! And there are those born from famous families and sects who don’t even have to participate in the training…”

Mo Yuantu stared wide-eyed. “I’m…damn… are there any other professions in this world?!! Everyone freaking became an assassin!”

“…..”

Mo Yuanqing was also staring blankly at this moment.

Training held once every two years; a minimum of sixty thousand each time.

So to this day, how many High Grade assassins does Heavenly Judge have in total?