The newcomer was the weakest among the nine from the Demon Clan, but even the weakest was still more powerful than most of the trial-takers present. After all, those who could crush a generation of strong individuals within the Demon Clan were not to be underestimated.
Halfway there, Demon Elder Nine held his spear and stood in the center of the arena. He then pointed the tip of his spear at Li Xiaotian and spoke.
"Li Xiaotian, come here. We have something to ask you!"
His tone was calm but filled with an undeniable dominance. By pointing his spear at Li Xiaotian in front of all the trial-takers and demanding he come over, it was a clear, deliberate insult.
The scene instantly fell silent, with all trial-takers' gazes turning to Li Xiaotian, filled with amusement, mockery, and pity. Ever since they knew Li Xiaotian was participating in this trial, they had already foreseen his end.
Death or death!
Li Xiaotian glanced at Demon Elder Nine calmly and replied in a flat tone.
"If you have something to say, say it. If you have nothing but to spew, then spew quickly!"
"Hiss!" Instantly, countless gasps of cold air filled the arena. Many trial-takers looked at Li Xiaotian with astonishment, wondering if this human had gone mad. Not only did he refuse Demon Elder Nine, but he dared to be so disrespectful. Was he seeking death?
Upon hearing this, Demon Elder Nine's expression instantly turned cold, and his killing intent surged, causing the surrounding trial-takers to feel a bone-chilling cold. This made countless trial-takers exclaim inwardly, "So strong!"
"Buzz!"
Demon Elder Nine abruptly swung his spear. Immediately, the spear erupted with a roar, and its light surged. A terrifying killing intent rolled towards Li Xiaotian.
Li Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and looked at Demon Elder Nine indifferently, ignoring the spear's aura.
Just as the spear aura was about to strike Li Xiaotian, Demon Elder Nine suddenly swung his spear again, and the aura vanished instantly. Fighting was forbidden here, and he dared not break this rule.
"Heh, is that all?" Li Xiaotian taunted.
"You scoundrel! You're courting death!"
Demon Elder Nine was instantly enraged, his eyes burning with demonic flames, and a towering demonic silhouette emerged behind him. He raised his spear, intending to attack Li Xiaotian again.
"Elder Nine, come back!"
Just then, Mo Tian spoke from afar. As soon as his words fell, Demon Elder Nine immediately suppressed his killing intent and stopped himself forcefully.
Mo Tian gave Li Xiaotian a deep look. His eyes seemed to possess a strange power, with no whites or pupils, emitting an eerie, captivating glow. He then withdrew his gaze, appearing indifferent to what had just transpired. However, the several Demon Clan powerhouses beside him stared coldly at Li Xiaotian, their killing intent palpable.
"Li Xiaotian, do you know what you've missed?"
Demon Elder Nine retracted his spear and said with a cold smile, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes. Li Xiaotian glanced at him indifferently, too lazy to respond.
"Li Xiaotian, do you know that we asked you to come over because the nine of us discussed it and thought you had good strength? We wanted to give you an opportunity!" Demon Elder Nine continued, his tone arrogant.
"An opportunity for you to survive. We are willing to take you as our demon servant, giving you a chance to join our Demon Clan, and we will overlook your past transgressions."
"It's a pity that you are too ignorant and missed this chance."
"Heh, joining the Demon Clan, for a lowly human like you, is equivalent to defying fate. And now, such an opportunity has slipped away from you."
After saying this, Demon Elder Nine turned and left without looking back.
The trial-takers in the arena couldn't help but exclaim upon hearing this. Many showed envy and regret in their eyes, wishing they had such an opportunity. Although it was to serve the Demon Clan, as long as one's origin wasn't from the twelve supreme worlds, becoming a demon servant was an opportunity to defy fate for any living being. They looked at Li Xiaotian with regret, believing he had missed a truly heaven-defying great fortune.