Flowing Cloud still charged ahead alone. Facing the endless army of Fire Slaves, he only occasionally struck to destroy a few, allowing the rest to pass straight through his body. Hai Bodong and the others had already fully understood Flowing Cloud's intentions. They stayed close behind him and did not attack the Fire Slaves.
Every enormous hall contained identical Fire Slaves. The only difference was that the farther they went, the stronger these Fire Slaves became.
Later on, the Fire Slave armies that appeared were generally at the Peak Dou Zun level, with many Half Saint-level ones mixed among them. If Flowing Cloud had not stepped forward, how much strength would they have had to waste to eliminate every Fire Slave before them? Even Gu Nanhai would have found it difficult to emerge unscathed after such expenditure.
Before long, another enormous hall gate was shattered by expressionless Flowing Cloud with a single palm strike. As stone fragments shot in every direction, yet another great hall appeared. The moment they saw it, although they had not exerted much effort, weariness still rose in everyone's hearts. How long would this endless trial continue before it finally ended?
"Eh?"
Following behind Flowing Cloud, Hai Bodong swept his gaze across the hall, then let out a startled cry. He had discovered that this hall contained none of those densely packed Fire Slaves!
"Is the trial over?" Chu Donghai also noticed this and asked in surprise.
"No!"
Gu Nanhai, Flowing Cloud, and the others slowly shook their heads, their gazes fixed tightly on the center of the great hall. There stood a somewhat gaunt figure, upright and motionless. Strangely, no flames coiled around his body. His eyes were tightly shut, yet a formidable aura, like Mount Tai pressing down from above, spread from within him!