Amid Li Qing's incessant shouting, the Artifact Spirit of Soul Falling Mountain finally brought this trial of the divine soul to an end.
After merely enduring two rounds beneath those terrifying millstones, Li Qing experienced agony more intense than anything he had ever felt in his life. It was pain that arose from the depths of his soul. Even with his formidable willpower, he had nearly failed to withstand it.
"The trial has ended. The next time you enter the Soul Falling Realm, you will begin again from the first trial. Rewards that have already been claimed will no longer be distributed to Sacred Sect disciples."
The mechanical, stiff voice echoed through the bizarre space, making Li Qing's cheek twitch slightly. He had not expected that he would have to start suffering from the first trial again next time, while the rewards would not be issued twice!
All of a sudden, he somewhat regretted withdrawing from the trial so quickly. Perhaps he should have tried the third trial.
But since it had already ended, he could only leave and see whether he could truly claim the rewards.
Before that, however, he had a mountain of questions he wanted to ask, and for a moment, he did not know where to begin.
"Wait, I want to know—how many stages are there in trials like this?" Li Qing asked curiously.
The Artifact Spirit of Soul Falling Mountain answered swiftly, "There are nine stages in total!"
There were actually another seven stages. The first two alone had already been so terrifying, placing him at risk of having his soul extinguished at any moment. How exaggeratedly dreadful would the remaining trials be?
"There are nine trials in total? Who could withstand all nine with their own divine soul and not die? Such an existence