For a time, as the scenes before them sped up, thousands upon thousands of living beings found more and more images flooding into their minds, growing ever deeper.
Until they could no longer distinguish reality, completely falling into madness.
It was as though their consciousness had been swallowed by those images, even their minds drawn by endless illusions as they plunged into one bottomless abyss after another, unable to break free.
Suddenly, their bodies scattered with a faint breeze, completely dissipating into dust that filled the sky.
But soon after.
They suddenly woke, only to discover that they had not died, but had reappeared at the foot of Zhou Mountain.
The scene before them was still familiar. Zhou Mountain still stood towering and majestic, wreathed in mist and clouds.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Even Fu Xiao was still quietly watching them.
Only then did they finally understand.
What had just happened was the trial!
Looking at the Primordial Wilderness beneath their feet and the golden Great Dao before them,
the gathered beings could not help but panic.
Had they... failed?
Did that mean they were already fated to miss Dao Venerable's preaching?
At that thought, their expressions became incomparably ugly.
Thinking of everything they had just displayed,
they wished they could slap themselves twice.
They had actually lost their chance to hear Dao Venerable preach simply because their minds had been unstable?!
However, when they turned their gazes once more toward the golden Great Dao so close at hand, a spark of hope could not help rising in their hearts.
Perhaps they still had a chance.
Very soon, they headed toward the golden Great Dao again.
Fu Xiao did not stop them. He merely stood quietly where he was.
Yet when those people tried to step onto