Black Mist

"Next up is Zuhn Sheng."

Everyone around the table looked at the small image in the middle of the table. The image showed a youth with very high cultivation talking to an old man.

The group of people around the table knew who the old man was. The old man was the cultivator that made this type of Ancient Trial. His name was Yun Chen, Yun Chen is a very powerful cultivator.

When he was still alive he was at the top of his world. He trained for hundreds of years and earned the title of 'Overlord' by his peers and the rest of the world.

In his lifetime the man did many things. He had the special ability to see others cultivation ranks along with amazing luck. The man's luck was god's luck. He was able to find rare treasures all over the world and make him extremely rich in the process.

Over his life of living for 900 years, Yun Chen made it to Demigod. Demigods are very rare existents, not many are known. Present day cultivators have found that most Ancient Trials are created by someone Demigod+ in cultivation.

Making all types of Ancient Trials extreme worth the time someone puts into them. The men at the table begin to talk frantically when they noticed who the man was.

Everyone at the table hasn't seen Yun Chen before, but they were able to tell from his intense aura. The aura was so strong that it was coming through the image that they were looking at on the table.

They all couldn't imagine the type of pressure is hitting Zuhn Sheng with the man in front of him.

A man appeared in front of Zuhn as the teen melted away. The man was covered in scars and gave off an intense aura. Zuhn could make a guess that his cultivation was extremely higher than is.

Even though his cultivation was much higher than Zuhn's, Zuhn wasn't feeling the pressure the aura gave off. Suddenly, the man started to slowly move, causing Zuhn to back up a little.

"Son, You made it to the third trial. You are the first person ever to do such a thing."

The man smiled and tried to open his eyes even wider to see Zuhn more clearly. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he looked at Zuhn and a small smile appeared on his face.

"You… You are so young. So young and able to get to the third trial."

The man stopped speaking for a couple of minutes and just took heavy breaths. Eventually, the man started to speak again, only this time he had a more serious tone.

"Son, what is your name?"

"Zuhn Sheng"

"Zuhn, what a great name. Now, son. I'm sure you know this but you haven't beat the trial just yet."

Zuhn nodded his head slowly, knowing that the trial wasn't over. Although he was quite shocked to find out about what just happened to be fake.

Relief filled Zuhn heart knowing that Dou Si wasn't dead. Letting the man continue Zuhn learned more about the Ancient Trial.

The trial was made to find someone to take on the man's legacy. Since Yun Chen hasn't been awakened for six thousand years he thought that no one was going to beat it.

Even though Yun Chen is a Demigod he still has his limits. Yun Chen put himself asleep making him not die and put himself on a timer of sorts. Having it wake him up when someone beats either the Trial or Trial two.

After Yun Chen explained everything to Zuhn he finally understood the main purpose of the Trial. He also learned that there were going to be countless Trials.

Though the man gave him a very good hint. If Zuhn is able to do something with extreme talent. Then he will instantly finish the Trial. If the tasks he doesn't isn't skilled he will either be killed or stuck in the Trial forever.

Yun Chen's body started to slowly fade into bright white dust. The men at the table looking through the image thought that Zuhn Sheng had beat the Ancient Trial.

Though once Yun Chen faded away, Zuhn Sheng also started to disappear. Causing their image to become blurry and completely turn black.

*Bang*

A man sitting at the far left of the table slammed his fists down.

"What the fuck? Where did the image go Zun?"

A female servant started to rush to try and get the image back. She kept trying and trying but the image wouldn't come back. The man was getting even angrier as time went by.

Finally, he snapped and launched out his chair. He pulled out his longsword and pointed it at the servant. Zun dropped what she was doing and tried to run away from the man.

"Nope, not getting away that easy."

The man pointed towards Zun and light green light flowed out his finger. When the light reached Zun has completely stopped her in place. With a couple of mumbled words, Zuh was slowly edged towards the man.

The other men at the table only sat still and casually watched what the man was doing. The other men at the table were different from the man. They were all wearing suits and in very nice clothes.

While the man trying to kill Zun was wearing a soldier's uniform.

With Zun pretty much frozen in place, the man put away his sword. Laughing under his breath as he started to do some questionable things to Zun.

A couple of the men at the table mumbles under their breaths to each other.

"Pig"

"Regular soldier"

"Sad"

"Slave"

There was only one man at the table that kept his eyes on Zun and the other man while the rest made fun. That man was named Zhuang Bao. Zhuang Bao was a leader of a rather big sect back on Earth. He was invited to join this little round table to monitor cultivators over the whole Universe.

Along with Zhuang Bao, there were countless other powerful people there to sit and talk about what to do with the world. Each person sitting at the table was equally as powerful as the next person.

Though, Zhuang Bao was the most normal out of everyone. He was quiet and kept to himself in the meetings, but in his sect, he was very well respected.

Back on Earth, Zhuang Bao was a very harsh sect leader that didn't take mercy on people. Though, when Zhuang Bao saw what was happening to Zun he was started to get slightly pissed.

The man was slowly taking off his clothes as he kept touching Zun. Zun was completely frozen but she could still feel her own body. Meaning she was aware of what was going on but couldn't do anything to stop it.

Zhuang Bao was about to get up, but a bright yellow light appeared in the middle of the table. The man messing with Zun stopped what he was doing and looked at the light.

The other men around the table also looked at the light. Some of the men even took out their weapons or got into a defensive stance. Seconds after the light appeared is disappeared.

Multiple people in the room started to get a little bit worried. It was still quiet, no one said anything. They all stood still listening to hear if anyone joined them in the room.

Seconds, Minutes and finally one hour went by. Still, no one was talking, but Zhuang Bao was the first to speak.

"Someone came through that light."

When he looked around the other men at the table nodded their heads. Before the men could get up, a large and strong aura pushed them down. Sending some of the weaker men crashing through the table.

The man that was messing with Zun was the first person to be killed. He was killed flawlessly, with a clean cut through his armor to his neck. He dropped in seconds of being cut.

Fresh warm blood flowed out his body. With him dead, his spell on Zun stopped causing her to drop the floor. She started to breathe rapidly while small teardrops came from her eyes.

She cried quietly not saying a thing but looking around to see what happened. When her eyes landed on the man that was toying with her, she walked over to him slowly.

Even though he was already dead, she just started to kick the man's head. Zhuang Bao opened his mouth wide at the sight. The other men were also surprised at what the woman was doing.

After a couple of kicks, she too fell to the ground. A large pile of blood started to form below her body. At this point, all of the men in the room got up and had their weapons out.

The room was silent, everyone was trying to pinpoint the place the where the attacks were coming from. Zhuang Bao had two sharp daggers in hand, slightly crossed looking around the room.

Again, like the last two. Someone randomly fell, this time it was one of the men that made fun earlier. His neck was slit, but he fell to where he hit the table with such force his head went through it.

Zhuang Bao couldn't hear the crack of the skull when it hit the ground. Looking down he saw how his skull was smashed, it was like someone dropped a ton of rocks on the man's head to flatten it.

Zhuang Bao gulped down his saliva before another man was killed. This time the man wasn't killed by getting his neck slit. This time his whole head was chopped off.

It was done so quickly, that by the time everyone noticed what happened his head was on the table looking at the rest of the men. This caused quite a few of the men to move out of their stances.

Zhuang Bao knew that it was going to be a huge mistake for the men. In a flash of bright white light all of the men that moved were dead on the ground. Now there were only six people alive counting Zhuang Bao.

A small black mist appeared at the front of the table. There in the mist stood a figure, the figure looked quite young. This shocked Zhuang Bao and the other men at the table.

Zhuang spoke first, "Uh… Who are you?"

The figure looked directly at Zhuang Bao with eyes that sent daggers towards him. Zhuang Bao understood what the youth was here for, but didn't know how he was able to get in.

The youth spoke quietly, "White Roses".

When the youth spoke of the men in the room, no one moved beside Zhuang Bao. A sudden flash of sweat appeared on his face, he started to have trouble breathing.

When White Roses saw this reaction he finally smiled at the sight of Zhuang Bao.

Zhuang Bao dropped his weapons and clenched his head. Wrapping his arms in a ball over his head. He dropped to his knees and fell back into the wall.

The other men in the room saw this and started to think hard to think about who the youth was. They kept thinking trying to figure out if they knew who the youth was, but couldn't.

"Tik… Tok…. Tik…. Tok..."

The youth started to speak, while he kept repeating Tik Tok, he would move his body along with it.

"Almost… Time… Tik… Tok..."

All of the men still standing gulped at the sight.

The youth put up his right hand and pointed it at the five men.

"Ding"

A bright purple and black light swarmed the five men. They all dropped their weapons and clutched their necks. They were scratching their necks trying to get something off. Tears rolled down all of their faces as their skill started to slowly turn gray.

Zhuang Bao was still on the ground remembering all he could about White Roses. He remembers hearing stories about The White Roses sect, but he didn't remember someone named White Roses.

Though it hit him randomly, he remembered who White Roses was. He was a young youth that came out of local town and destroyed several small sects. He killed them without mercy leaving all of them for dead and even going so far to burn them alive.

Stories were told about White Roses, how cruel the youth was. The reason his name was White Roses was that he laid White Roses over the kills that he prized the most.

No one knew where he got the calling card from, but most believe he got it from the leader of The White Rose Sect.

The five men were still struggling to stay alive. Once they were about to die, White Roses released them from the spell. This made them drop all catching their breath. Some tried to move towards their weapons while other sat still awaiting their deaths.

Zhuang Bao was still against the wall but was slowly starting to get back to his normal self.