Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sharp explosions rang through the sky as streams of light descended before the golden giant tower.
As the evasive lights dispersed, they revealed the figures of sect geniuses one after another.
Some wore tense expressions, others anticipation. Some remained composed and silent, while others repeatedly glanced about.
Only the Spirit Transformation Great Powers leading the groups appeared relatively relaxed.
They knew the full procedure. After landing, they did not stand on high alert, but instead began chatting with close friends they cared about.
"Compared to previous years, doesn't the number of people participating in the trial seem much greater this time?"
"It really is. There used to be around a hundred people, but this time there are a full two hundred!"
"Why is that?"
"I heard the situation inside the Dark Demon Cave is more serious than in previous years, far beyond anything before. That is why more Nascent Soul Cultivators are needed to clear out the Demon Moss."
"More serious? What does that mean?"
"I don't know. In any case, Demon Cave Tremor is no good thing. If it is not dealt with properly, there may well be a repeat of the Demon World invasion from ten thousand years ago."
"If that is the case, wouldn't this trial be even more dangerous for the Nascent Soul Cultivators?"
"Yes. The casualty rate used to reach one or two out of every ten. This time, I fear it will rise further. Have your sects prepared suitable means of protection for the juniors?"
Though they looked relaxed, the topic they discussed was exceedingly heavy.
Perhaps only the great powers leading the five Void Refinement forces maintained unchanged expressions on the surface.
For instance, that representative of the Azure Dragon Sect. Relying on his Old Ancestor's position