Zhang Yu’s Ethereal General opened its mouth wide and unleashed a scorching ray that streaked across the sky. The ray swept through a large Yellow Turban army formation a hundred meters away, sending soldiers and horses sprawling.

Meanwhile, the Golden Jade Bi floated above the Ethereal General’s head, unleashing scorching solar rays and deep-freeze rays. These swept out, destroying approaching Yellow Turban Stalwarts one by one.

However, a Yellow Turban Stalwart, over ten meters tall and armored with several meters of thick plating, charged headlong, shrugging off the rays. Conventional ranged attacks were clearly ineffective against it.

Just then, the Ethereal General thrust out a palm. Accompanied by howling winds, it pressed towards the Yellow Turban Stalwart with overwhelming force.

The Yellow Turban Stalwart was about to dodge, but the Earth-Suppressing Seal in the Ethereal General’s palm suddenly activated. An invisible aura temporarily immobilized the Stalwart.

The next moment, the massive palm slammed heavily onto the Yellow Turban Stalwart’s head. Overwhelming power poured forth, and yet, under precise control, it penetrated the Stalwart’s layered armor, converging within its body before continuously dispersing explosively.

Amidst a series of booming explosions, the Yellow Turban Stalwart, which had just been rampaging, trembled and slowly toppled to the ground.

Immediately after, the Ethereal General opened its mouth and spat out another long beam that sliced through the sky like lightning, shooting towards the distant Yellow Turban army.

Powerful shockwaves exploded one after another in the distance.

Concurrently, the Ethereal General twisted its body, unleashing layers of power. Its entire form became like a cannonball, blasting towards the Yellow Turban army.

At this moment, Zhang Yu poured all his cultivation, construction techniques and their results, and the power of all his magical artifacts into the Ethereal General.

The Ethereal General, under his command, transformed into a colossal, savage beast capable of tearing apart the heavens and earth. It swept back and forth through the surging Yellow Turban army, raising a storm of shattered limbs and debris.

Similar intense battles were also unfolding in several other examination arenas, ten or twenty kilometers away.

As this final wave of Yellow Turban forces arrived, the pressure on the examinees surged dramatically.

Su Yanyang and another examinee immediately fell into crisis.

Only Ping Han, Zhang Yu, and Xiao Yunji still maintained control of the pace, retaining some reserve strength, ensuring their formation cores remained intact.

But this was still not their most dangerous moment.

As the military certification exam entered its final minute, further changes occurred within the Yellow Turban army.

More than a dozen colossal Yellow Turban Stalwarts drew close to each other. After a series of contractions and transformations, they linked together, instantly morphing into a multi-limbed monster.

This Yellow Turban monster resembled a massive mountain of flesh, with twisted, inverted arms on its back and chest. Its lower body featured long legs arranged like spider legs, while various twisted joints and body parts writhed together like a swarm of snakes.

The heads of the dozen-plus Yellow Turban Stalwarts squeezed together and simultaneously let out a furious roar. From their mouths surged streams of “Ironclad Divine Thunder,” like a metallic deluge, peeling back layers of the ground and gradually revealing Su Yanyang’s underground palace.

Behind this Yellow Turban monster, more Yellow Turban Stalwarts were completing their combination, transforming into even more monsters.

On the flying vessel.

Director Gao’s gaze sharpened: “The last minute, the most crucial minute, is upon us.”

Not far away, True Monarch Qiyun had an intrigued expression: “Let me see what surprises these students have left for me.”

True Monarch Tianxiang commented, “These Yellow Turban Stalwarts must have been created before the significant development of magical artifact and dharma skeleton transformation technology, correct?”

“Their combination and transformation techniques are a bit crude, using many methods that were still in the experimental stage back then.”

True Monarch Qiyun nodded and said, “Indeed, they’re not standardized products. But after combining, they share weapons, and their armor becomes significantly thicker. Their combat capability is truly greatly enhanced.”

“Their biggest drawback is probably their inability to sustain themselves, which is likely why this batch of Yellow Turban Stalwarts didn’t become popular later on.”

“However, for this final minute of the exam, they are perfectly suited.”

True Monarch Tianxiang added: “In the last minute, this batch of Yellow Turban Stalwarts can unleash their strongest combat power, perfectly pressuring the examinees on site to see their limits. Only then can we truly distinguish their capabilities.”

As the two judges conversed, changes continued to unfold in the examination arena.

Su Yanyang’s underground tomb palace was revealed without reservation, like a skull being peeled open, before the Yellow Turban monsters.

Amidst an earth-shaking tremor, monster after monster charged straight down. With mindless yet unstoppable brutality, they systematically destroyed Su Yanyang’s defensive fortifications, digging him out along with his formation core.

Just as Su Yanyang and another examinee were eliminated.

Xiao Yunji, transformed into a high-speed train, repeatedly generated sonic booms. Like a white lightning bolt crisscrossing the land, it pierced through the bodies of Yellow Turban monster after monster.

But soon, more and more Yellow Turban monsters tore at her body. Like tumors, they latched onto her train form, constantly slowing her down and making her progressively sluggish.

Dharma Skeleton Synchronization Rate: 80%

Dharma Skeleton Synchronization Rate: 79%

Feeling her body increasingly impeded by the growing number of Yellow Turban monsters, Xiao Yunji roared in fury, as excruciating pain erupted throughout her entire being.

“I must obtain the military certification!”

“I want to continue my studies!”

“I don’t want to work for a company!”

Her body suddenly shattered into five sections from its original ten-plus-meter high-speed train form. These sections sprinted rapidly in all directions, slaughtering the surrounding Yellow Turban monsters one by one.

Concurrently, with the division of her body, her Dharma Skeleton Synchronization Rate sharply dropped again, plummeting to 50%.

“It hurts so much!”

“It hurts terribly!”

“Why are you still alive after all this effort?!”

The pain threatened to overwhelm every nerve, making Xiao Yunji want to destroy everything in sight as she frantically slaughtered the Yellow Turban monsters before her.

But just as her body was fighting relentlessly, a Yellow Turban Stalwart charged to the formation core and launched an attack.

Formation Core Integrity: 98%

Upon receiving this notification, Xiao Yunji roared in fury, charging madly at the Yellow Turban Stalwart. Her five bodies, like five colossal lightning bolts, tore the opponent to shreds.

“What a shame for Xiao Yunji,” True Monarch Qiyun said calmly from the flying vessel. “With that, she’s out of the running for military certification.”

True Monarch Tianxiang casually remarked, “What’s there to regret? After Ping Han’s continuous breakthroughs in strength, he already surpassed all other examinees. It’s perfectly normal for Xiao Yunji not to get the military certification.”

“However, this Zhang Yu is somewhat unexpected.”

True Monarch Qiyun nodded slightly at this. Zhang Yu’s ability to endure this far was beyond his expectations.

At this moment in the examination arena, only Ping Han and Zhang Yu still maintained 100% formation core integrity.

Ping Han had his Dharma Skeleton fully activated and his magical artifacts operating at full power, fighting so fiercely that the entire arena seemed to collapse as he exerted immense effort to suppress monster after monster of the Yellow Turban.

Zhang Yu, on the other hand, commanded the Ethereal General, which fought like a frenzied beast, traversing the battlefield and fending off incoming attacks in repeated desperate struggles.

In terms of fighting spirit or strength, physical prowess or magical artifacts, both individuals had pushed their states to the extreme at this moment, unleashing their full potential and latent power.

At this moment, both could be said to have reached a white-hot stage of battle.

True Monarch Tianxiang said, “Magnificent. I thought Ping Han alone was enough to surprise me, but unexpectedly, there’s also Zhang Yu, who can contend with him to this extent.”

True Monarch Qiyun looked at their battlefield with some anticipation: “Currently, Ping Han still holds the clear advantage, but I wonder if either of them still has a hidden card to play.”

On the other side, the Fifth Rank Righteous Deity Geng Chenyi also had information and evaluations regarding Ping Han and Zhang Yu surfacing in his mind.

One, who had accumulated years of experience, was originally a prodigy in the civil engineering discipline but had fallen to rock bottom due to cryptocurrency speculation. Yet, undeterred, he eventually climbed out of the abyss. Now, wielding the power of the Divine Coin, he bends the power of heaven and earth to his will, vowing to sweep the examination arena and claim military certification.

The other, possessing unparalleled talent, perfectly combines civil engineering, magical artifacts, and his own martial arts abilities. He has pushed every ounce of strength and every bit of potential he commands to its limit, now using his own power to battle against heaven and earth, directly confronting the Yellow Turban monster army.

At this moment, Geng Chenyi simultaneously gazed down at both battlefields. What he saw seemed no longer merely the fight between examinees and Yellow Turban monsters, but rather the intense struggle between Ping Han and Zhang Yu.

No, it was no longer even the intense struggle between Ping Han and Zhang Yu.

Instead, it was as if, following a distant thought from the Divine Sovereign Qiongjiang thousands of miles away that had caused this place to be turned upside down, he was now witnessing Ping Han’s unrestrained movement within this world, and Zhang Yu’s desperate struggle beneath these heavens.

Geng Chenyi mused, “At this moment, Zhang Yu, perhaps, is not truly battling Ping Han, but rather enduring an unintentional thought from the Divine Sovereign, thousands of miles away.”

Director Gao watched the two fiercely battling in the arena, feeling an unprecedented sense of tension himself.

“Zhang Yu actually endured this far?”

“This lad… he must have planned this before the exam, hadn’t he? To contend for the military certification.”

Director Gao had believed he understood Zhang Yu’s talent and abilities well enough, but he hadn’t anticipated that the young man’s progress over the past year would far exceed his expectations.

“Who will win? Who will secure the military certification?”

At this moment, Director Gao suddenly realized that no matter who won the military certification, he would feel a sense of regret for the other, defeated student.

Director Lin, standing beside him, watched the battlefield with a cold expression: “Ping Han… Zhang Yu… How is it that even from these stubborn war faction members, geniuses keep emerging?”

Just then, True Monarch Tianxiang’s gaze sharpened: “Only a dozen seconds left…”

He looked towards Ping Han’s battlefield and smiled, “Ping Han indeed had something up his sleeve, didn’t he?”

Simultaneously, everyone’s attention converged on Ping Han’s location.

Amidst the shaking of the earth, dust and smoke billowed skyward, and the horizon began to slowly rise.