In that pure-white space, Nuo Tao let out a long breath, raised her hand, and wiped at the nonexistent sweat on her forehead.
Looking at the enormous floating maze before her, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled upward.
This was her proudest creation.
It combined the Sumeru Folding Art inherited by the Thousand Thieves Gate with visual dislocation to construct seventy-two instant-death traps. She had also buried chain-triggered Illusion Formations at the nodes where Spiritual Power flowed. It could absolutely be described as one wrong step leading to ruin for ten thousand ages.
Even the Thousand Thieves Immortal Lord could not help stroking his beard and nodding, a trace of approval showing in his eyes:
"Not bad. Your thoughts are meticulous and your arrangements ingenious. Especially the design where the apparent route of survival is actually a dead end—you've far surpassed your master."
Having received the ancestor's approval, Nuo Tao's confidence soared.
She turned her head toward Gu Chengming, who had likewise finished creating his map not far away, her eyes filled with provocation:
"Brother Gu, my map isn't easy to clear. It's still not too late to beg for mercy."
Gu Chengming merely smiled and stepped into the maze.
The trial began.
Nuo Tao stood before the light screen from an omniscient viewpoint, arms folded, eagerly watching Gu Chengming's figure appear at the maze entrance.
"The first trial is an Illusion Realm combined with reversed gravity."
Nuo Tao silently explained in her heart: As soon as he steps onto that Greenstone, the direction of gravity will instantly change. If he tries to break through with Sword Qi, the backlash will trigger the Poison Arrows on both sides...
However, Gu Chengming in the image did not probe ahead as she had expected.
He merely stood at the entrance,