Chapter 1582


    The crowd was abuzz with activity.


    Wave after wave of people came forward.


    “Great Marshal, I was threatened by the Mount Ymir Sect. That is why I didn’t take part in the local


    examination.”


    “Great Marshal, some members of the Beasts Sect demanded that I take the examination on their


    behalf. I refused, so they... they killed my parents!”


    “Great Marshal, members of Twin Sect told me to purposely lose to them in the examination. After I


    declined, they held my grandmother hostage...”


    Zeke nodded in acknowledgement. “Those who wish to take part in the examination, head over to


    registration. Today, you will have the chance to settle all your grievances. All debts must be collected.”


    The crowd surged towards the registration area, with Jaeger leading the pack.


    He passed his documents to Sesame Cookie, who was in charge of registration. “Commoner martial


    artist Jeager Link. Here to register for the final examination in Atheville.”


    Sesame Cookie took the documents.


    Jaime quickly yelled out, “Stop right there, Sesame Cookie! That’s an order from the Ancient Tomb


    Sect!”


    If themoner martial artists were allowed to register, there was nothing left to stand between them


    and the final examination.


    It will all be over for us then.


    Those people can’t be allowed to register.


    Sesame Cookie threw a wry smile in Jaime’s direction. “Sorry, Sir. I have no choice.”


    Sesame Cookie was certain that Zeke was a deity.


    He had sworn his loyalty to Zeke, so he would now never betray him, not for the likes of Jaime Carter


    anyway.


    Jaime continued to roar, “Sesame Cookie! You treacherous beast! You’ve betrayed your sect! Such


    treason is punishable by flogging. You better consider your next steps carefully.”


    Sesame Cookie ignored Jaime Carter and continued processing Jeager Link’s registration.


    Jaime then addressed the members of the Ancient Tomb Sect, “Kill him! For the sake of our sect!”


    Dutifully, they all approached Sesame Cookie.


    Zeke shot daggers at them. “Take one more step. Killer Wolf, Sole Wolf and Mr. Collins will end your


    life!”


    “Yes, Sir!” The three of them shouted in unison.


    The members of the Ancient Tomb Sect halted their footsteps.


    Those people had the guts to kill Sect Masters. It goes without saying that they will surely kill us


    insignificant parties without so much as a second thought.


    To each their own, but we happen to value our lives.


    Jaime Carter lost all hope.


    The Sect Master of Mount Ymir Sect warned in a low voice, “Williams, the man behind our operation is


    set to arrive at any second. You’re nothing but an insect in his eyes. You better stop what you’re doing


    now; he might just spare your life. Otherwise, once he’s angered, you will regret ever crossing his


    path!”


    Zeke shrugged. “Fine. I’m interested in seeing what it feels like to experience such intense pain. I hope


    you won’t let me down.”


    He’s insane!


    The Sect Master of Mount Ymir Sect was furious.


    After one night, news of the free-for-all application to the final examination had spread like wildfire


    throughout Eurasia.


    Commoner martial artists from every corner of the country gathered in at Atheville in the span of one


    moon rising.


    Their numbers soon climbed to the hundred thousand.


    The sheer number of people upied the entire exam venue.


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    Sesame Cookie was almost beside himself upon registering all the applicants.


    He processed registration through the night, not stopping for even a sip of water.


    Themoner martial artists gathered were mostly made up of the people who had been browbeaten


    by the Four Great Martial Houses. They had all been forced out of entering their local exam.


    Thus, they only had burning resentment for the Four Great Martial Houses.


    The examinees from the Four Great Martial Houses were all despondent.


    They had bullied thesemoner martial artists more times than they could count.


    Now that they have the chance to participate in the Martial Artist National Examination, they’re sure to


    fully vent their long-umted hatred on us.


    Once we step into the ring with them, our deaths will swiftly follow.


    If only Deadly Wolf didn’t barricade us in.


    Escape would still be possible.


    As they sunk further and further into the mire of despair, a thunderous noise sounded out from above


    them.


    A helicopter was circling the crowd.


    It hovered at about 300 meters above them.


    A figure leapt down from the airborne vehicle.