Chapter 1211 - Collapse
“I feel like this test is even crazier than the first. People are losing their minds in there.”
“That is Liu Daoyuan, right? The prodigy from Sword God Mountain Manor? He also received an Immortal Draft Token and was the ninth to reach the top of the Heavenly Staircase of Will. Now he’s completely broken. I can’t imagine what he went through.”
“I know, right? Isn’t it just farming? How bad can it be?”
“Don’t be stupid. You think an immortal sect's trial would hand out anything easy? If people are going mad or collapsing, you better believe there’s something deeper at play.”
“Haaa! Doesn’t matter how much we guess. We’re just watching. Unless we step in there ourselves, we’ll never understand what’s actually happening.”
Outside, expressions shifted. Shock. Disbelief. Fear. They watched as proud geniuses fell, one after another, crumpling like broken puppets.
But they saw only the visuals. No voices. No torment. No madness. Just a field and bodies moving, crawling, collapsing.
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After plowing the last piece of farmland, Chen Fan collapsed at the end of the field, having lost all strength. Visions flooded his mind. Whispers and screams clawed at his ears. Noise that burrowed into his skull like worms.
In the beginning, Chen Fan had some reactions.
Rage. Frustration. Helplessness.
Now? Nothing. Not even a flinch.