"What do you have to say, Scott?"
Noticing that Scotty had activated one of his observation spells, Patty was interested in what he had found. Hearing that the others wanted to know what he saw, Scotty smiled as he confirmed what Patty had mentioned.
"I just checked to see if he truly never set foot into the realm of Nerve Accumulation. As everyone here knows, it's common for other immortals to take control or create new bodies for themselves."
"So I wanted to confirm that not only had he never stepped foot into the realm, but he wasn't an immortal or an incarnation of one. But what I found is much more interesting than any of that."
"Still, I can confirm with Patty that he is using pure physical prowess to suppress the weapon." The immortal that had red immortal tattoos calmly spoke as he had a look of amusement on his face.
"Are you going to tell us, or am I going to have to squeeze the information out of you?" Patty said not in the mood to play with Scotty.
"You're welcome to try. But, I will throw your lifeless body into the bottomless hole with that young man you called your best friend," Scotty sharply replied to Patty.
"Watch who you're talking to, boy. If you weren't Elder Dartmouth's son, you would have been killed long ago."
"You are more than 150 years old, yet you haven't even finished constructing your immortal tattoos. You are simply pathetic." Patty's eyes seemed to have been set in a blaze at Scotty's comments as the pressure from the immortal tattoos exploded.
The pressure was so intense that Scotty's blank eyes opened wide with fear as his knees trembled as he struggled to keep his balance. The blood drained out of his face as he could sense an invisible blade, made out of crystal energy, on his throat.
He knew that his throat would have been slashed open if he had made even the slightest movement. It took a few seconds before Scotty's mind regained clarity, and he realized that he no longer had to fear Patty and his death.
"I am an immortal dammit! So what if he slices my throat? I will regenerate and come back to life." Once Scotty understood that he was in danger and Patty's threats were as empty as his soul, he stopped fearing for his life.
"Slice my throat, Patty. The only thing that will accomplish is hastening your own terrible fate. Do it!" Scotty screamed angrily as he stared at Patty like he was his mortal enemy.
"Okay," Patty said coldly as he waved his hand.
Before Scotty could protest or attempt to save himself, his body was sliced into thousands of cubes, and he instantly died. Seeing the pile of flesh and bone cubes, Patty scoffed as he turned his attention back toward the crowd of rogue immortal cultivators.
While Patty and Scotty got into a fierce fight, the blue-haired female immortal and the twins watched everything silently as they didn't want to be embroiled in their feud. They already had enough enemies that they needed to watch out for and didn't want to add another one to their long lists.
It wasn't only the immortals who witnessed the shocking scene of Scotty's death. All the rogue immortal cultivators saw everything unfold and couldn't help but be shocked. They knew that immortals were powerful, but they didn't realize that there was still such a large gap between immortals.
To witness another immortal be diced up into thousands of cubes without even being able to let out a scream terrified them to their core. They knew that if it were them, they would be in an even worse position since, unlike Scotty, the immortal who could return to life, they would remain dead for eternity.
This revelation that they would still be cannon fodder even if they somehow became immortals at the end of this ordeal disturbed a small portion of the rogue immortal cultivators' minds. Unfortunately, this slight distribution dramatically increased the death rate of many rogue immortal cultivators, resulting in only 60 remaining after the hour.
As soon as the time limit had been reached, Patty waved his hand, causing every rogue immortal cultivator to feel that the pressure from their weapons suddenly disappeared. Even Yoze felt a bit unbalanced at the sudden disappearance of the small morsel of resistance that his battle axe provided him.
"Time's up! Thirty-three of you have passed the test and have earned the ability to join our immortal sect."
"We will be moving on to the third test, which will take place in the Branch Forest. So for those who want to continue, step forward." Patty calmly said.
Shortly after he called for those interested in continuing to the third trial, nearly all of the rogue immortal cultivators stepped forward with determination. Only those who failed the second test due to being below the Crystal Spine realm and weren't killed didn't dare step forward.
After these two tests, they knew clearly that the chances of them passing the third trail to enter the immortal sect had become even slimmer than the previous tests. Not to mention that the chances of them being killed had risen nearly one hundred percent.
So with those unbeatable odds, ten rogue immortal cultivators did not step forward as they sighed with regret. The only exception to that rule was Yoze, the only person who had already passed two tests and was qualified to get the secret prize.
Noticing that Yoze didn't step forward, a glint flew through Patty's eyes as he reached his hand into his pouch before eventually pulling out a translucent purple marble the size of a large grape. But, of course, what drew every person's attention to the purple marble was the purple mist swirling inside that made every rogue immortal cultivator's crystal nerves throb with hunger.
"Young man, as the only person who has passed two tests, you are qualified to get the Crystal Grape. By eating this while cultivating, you can drag out the crystal energy inside the grape and use that energy to reach the next realm."
"Regarding the remaining point of joining our sect, congratulations on becoming a fellow student. We will come back to take you back to our headquarters after concluding this last trial. Do you understand?" Patty said as he tossed the purple marble into Yoze's hands.
"Yes, I will meet you back here a week from now." Yoze calmly said to Patty as he focused on the beautiful marble.
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