At this moment.
Lao Six finally understood.
Why, after so many years.
After so many trials to choose a master.
The Thousand Mountains Tiger Talisman still slumbered, without a master.
So that was it.
To make it acknowledge a master.
Was actually this difficult.
"L-low grade!"
The Li Tu Divine Seed left the arena dejected, filled with a hollow sense of loss.
The world was ever-changing.
One thought led to heaven.
One thought led to hell.
The saying truly rang true.
A moment earlier, having successfully resonated with the Mountain God and traced a terrifying foot in the air, the Divine Seed had been overjoyed, almost moved to tears.
The very next instant.
Hu Heifeng's icy words.
Had knocked the Divine Seed straight out of the heavens.
And into the Netherworld.
Soon.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth Divine Seeds stepped forward.
They focused their minds.
And tried to resonate with the outline.
Yet.
The outcome was bleak.
Every Divine Seed failed.
Never mind a phantom.
Not even the lines of an outline.
Appeared.
Everyone had originally thought.
That Zi Xiangnan, the Chiyou Demon Seed, could break the ice.
And achieve glory once more.
After all.
In the first round.
He had blasted his way to an impressive three-breath result.
Yet.
Once he stepped forward.
He failed outright.
His performance was actually far worse than the Li Tu Divine Seed's.
"H-how could it be this difficult!"
"Even the Chiyou Demon Seed... couldn't form the slightest trace of an outline!"
Everyone was stunned.
None of them had expected.
Even Zi Xiangnan to suffer such a crushing defeat.
The atmosphere froze.
In the blink of an eye.
The trial neared its end.
At this moment.
Among the candidates.
Aside from Xiao Chen, who had yet to be tested.
Every other Divine Seed and