"Bei Huai?"
"What Bei Huai?"
"What is Miss Zhi Wen talking about? Who is she speaking to?"
Her clear cry spread in all directions, stirring alarm and suspicion everywhere.
After rising from the ground, the trial-takers and trial officials looked around, yet could find no one.
"Wait..."
Yet attentive people were, in the end, the majority.
Those who could enter the Four Symbols Secret Realm for trials, and those who guarded the trial-takers, were no ordinary people.
That one sentence was like a key breaking a seal. It swiftly unlocked everyone's buried memories and linked everything together.
"One of the Ten Seat Holders—Bei Huai, whose sorrow made even Heaven weep?"
"That's right! I was wondering why there were tear streaks on my face. Everyone else had them too. But now that I think back, it's like I drank too much—I can't remember why I was crying just now."
"It was the power of Sorrowful Too Void... no, the Sorrowful Demi-Saint? Or could it be... impossible, above the Demi-Saint?"
"How strange. If Demi-Saint Bei Huai is here, why aren't we crying now? I heard that wherever he is, even Heaven weeps!"
"What exactly is Miss Zhi Wen looking at?"
Following the direction Yu Zhiwen had leaped toward, everyone raised their eyes as well, but they still saw nothing but emptiness.
Only a small number realized something. Having cultivated similar abilities, the power of the soul path surged to varying degrees through their bodies and eyes.
"Hiss!"
In but an instant, that group's expressions changed drastically. "What a terrifying soul body!"
That soul body, invisible to the naked eye yet truly larger than the sky, hung majestically above everyone's heads like a humanoid mountain of souls, crushing all who saw it until they could barely breathe!
Bei Huai's power of "sorrow" no