One by one, examinees emerged from the illusion. Some had cleared the trial; others had been sent away by the villagers.
Without exception, those sent away had been all talk and no action.
It was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the examinees who had been the first to be eliminated onstage.
Then, a cultivator who liked to poke around couldn't help counting carefully. He was immediately shocked: this was only the first question, yet twenty examinees had already been eliminated.
Young Master Lin knew nothing about these things, of course, and had no time to pay attention. He was busy running for his life.
This was so damn absurd. After he stepped on a formation, he blacked out for a moment and found himself in an open field. Before he could react, a horde of howling monsters came charging after him.
Ox-Head and Horse-Face, deer-faced human bodies, even horse-bodied human faces—and, most outrageously, there was a fish. It had a fish tail for its lower half and a naked beauty's body for its upper half. That little bastard was the fastest of them all.
Young Master Lin took off running. After about a mile, he came to a wide river, about ten meters across. A Flying Sword floated above the riverbank, while a woman crouched by the water, cradling a swaddled baby.
"What the hell kind of lousy question is this?"
Young Master Lin was furious. After finally reaching the Flying Sword, he couldn't help running back to the woman. He hoisted her onto his back and returned to the sword. But when he stepped onto it, the sword wobbled and sank again.
The monsters were closing in. That lousy Flying Sword might as well have opened its mouth to say it was overloaded and wasn't going anywhere.