The many Saint-level assassins did not hesitate, stepping into the Purgatory one after another, their eyes filled with excitement. If they could emerge victorious from the Purgatory, they would become closed-door disciples, and perhaps even core figures of the Assassin Dynasty in the future. This was the ultimate pursuit of their killing path.
Becoming a core figure of the Assassin Dynasty was the true beginning of joining the Assassin Dynasty.
The Assassin Dynasty, a force even the Sacred Lands feared, was enough to drive people to madness.
Lu Fan also stepped into the Purgatory, his expression turning cold. He knew he would face numerous Saint-level assassins, killers who had taken countless lives and would show no mercy. Moreover, only one could leave alive, meaning he was likely facing a near-certain death.
The old village chief stood not far away, his heart filled with worry. However, he knew this was the only way. To obtain that mission scroll, he had to get close to Jian Bei, and this was his only opportunity.
"Peony, it seems you have no chance!" Ghost Shadow shrugged and said, "This brat has entered the Purgatory. How can he possibly leave alive!"
"Chance is irrelevant. As long as this brat dies, that's enough!" Peony shrugged and said, "I wouldn't pay attention to someone like that!"
"Indeed, you are heartless and cruel. Regardless, he's seen you bathe. There aren't many people like that anymore!" Ghost Shadow chuckled, "If he dies, won't you feel any pain?"
"Shut your mouth!"
Peony said coldly, "Three days ago, I asked you to use your Ghost Shadow technique to help me locate him, and you completely ignored me. Now you're here spouting nonsense!"
Ghost Shadow smiled faintly but said no more, instead turning his gaze towards the Purgatory.
At the same time, within the Purgatory, the many Saint-level assassins exchanged glances, simultaneously finding safe positions. They all understood that if they attacked first, they would inevitably deplete their spiritual energy, making it impossible to last until the end.
The Assassin Dynasty was like a heap of loose sand. The individuals did not know each other, so in this Purgatory, there were no groups, only scattered Saint-level assassins.
In that very instant, a Saint-level assassin's figure flickered, directly slaying the Saint next to him. The spiritual sword in his hand emanated a sharp killing intent, clearly having tasted much blood.
Witnessing this scene, the other Saint-level assassins instantly entered a state of alert. They knew very well that under these circumstances, they had to protect themselves first to last until the end.
"Whoever kills that person first, I will pledge myself to them!"
Peony's voice rang out, and she pointed at Lu Fan with her finger, her expression quite suggestive.
For a moment, many Saint-level assassins who had no target turned their gazes towards Lu Fan. Even becoming a closed-door disciple might not guarantee marrying Peony, but if they killed Lu Fan first, they would become closed-door disciples and could then marry Senior Sister Peony, undoubtedly becoming the next leader in the future.
The Saints within the Purgatory instantly went mad, their gazes fixed on Lu Fan, carrying sharp killing intent, as if Lu Fan were already a lamb in their eyes.
At the same time, Peony also revealed a look of joy. This was exactly the effect she wanted. This way, Lu Fan would surely die, and she could vent her anger.
Lu Fan gripped his spiritual sword, his face filled with embarrassment. Indeed, one should not offend women; that saying was never wrong. He had initially planned to wait until the end to pick up a bargain, but it seemed unlikely now, and he might even be in mortal danger.
"Truly ruthless!"
Ghost Shadow stood by, also feeling a sense of helplessness. He had initially had some expectations for Lu Fan, but now it seemed unnecessary.
With so many people attacking him at once, even he would struggle to cope, let alone Lu Fan, someone who hadn't even broken through to the Saint realm. How could he withstand everyone's attacks? Wasn't this like throwing an egg against a rock?
"Peony, this is to select a closed-door disciple. Isn't your action like this breaking the rules?" Jian Bei frowned.
"I was just saying it casually. Who knew they would take it seriously! You can't blame me for that." Peony shrugged, her expression indifferent.
Jian Bei also felt a bit helpless but didn't say anything more. After all, Peony was his capable subordinate, and he didn't need to blame his disciple for the sake of a nobody.
Facing the covetous gazes of numerous Saint-level assassins, Lu Fan unleashed all his skills but was still forcefully sent flying and slammed to the ground, his body feeling numb. With so many people attacking him at once, how could he possibly resist?
"Cough, cough... Even if I went down there, I'd probably be beaten to a pulp!" Hundred Faces Scholar coughed lightly, "Indeed, one must not offend Junior Sister Peony, or the consequences would be dire!"
"Don't mock me. I don't think it's that terrifying," Peony said faintly. "But if anyone dares to take liberties with me, I'll make sure they have a miserable death!"
Hundred Faces Scholar nodded repeatedly but dared not say anything more. He could see that Lu Fan was simply courting death. If he hadn't offended Peony, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state.
Seeing Lu Fan knocked down, the Saint-level assassins swarmed forward, intending to finish Lu Fan off directly. This way, they could win Peony's favor.
But in that instant, the aura around Lu Fan erupted, and his entire state reached the Void Condensation realm. The surrounding spiritual energy surged into his body.
Everyone present was stunned, not knowing what had happened, but they all felt a bad premonition.
Even Jian Bei frowned, "Could this brat be breaking through? But why would it cause such a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation?"
"He is indeed about to break through!" Hundred Faces Scholar nodded. "But even with a breakthrough, it shouldn't be this exaggerated!"
Even Peony clicked her tongue, not knowing what Lu Fan was doing. He was frantically absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy as if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth wasn't enough for him. Even the vortex within his body was growing larger.
"Is he really about to break through!"
The old village chief's face lit up with joy, and he felt a sense of anticipation. Perhaps Lu Fan's breakthrough to the Saint realm could offer a glimmer of hope.
"The spiritual energy around this brat is so strong. If he truly breaks through to the Saint realm, I fear we will all die here."
The many Saint-level assassins exclaimed, "Let's join forces and kill him! We absolutely cannot let him break through to the Saint realm!"
The other Saints present also nodded, their eyes filled with sharpness. If Lu Fan broke through to the Saint realm, he would directly threaten each of them, and they did not wish for such a thing to happen.
Meanwhile, the spiritual power around Lu Fan grew stronger and stronger, and he even hovered in the void, seemingly undergoing a baptism.