Su Yuan made a rough estimate. The temperature was at least ninety degrees, if not a hundred.
The ground was even hotter. Water splashed onto the rocks would evaporate instantly with a crackling hiss.
In these conditions, even Su Yuan, a dignified Foundation Establishment Cultivator, felt a little warm. No matter how strong the bodies of the ancient humans were, it wouldn't be long before they overheated and passed out.
He and Chen Nuoyi were clearly playing the roles of tribal chiefs. So how were they supposed to get out of this predicament?
The best solution was obviously to toss all one hundred thousand mortals straight into the Jieyue Pearl.
They would be eroded by Killing Intent, but there shouldn't be any problems in the short term.
But this was clearly against the rules, and went against the purpose of the entire assessment. If he did it, Long Bai would definitely warn him.
So... I can't exactly play Hou Yi and shoot down the sun, can I?
These nine Golden Crows looked close to the Golden Core stage. He wouldn't have much of an advantage in a fight.
Just as Su Yuan hesitated over whether to go all out right from the start, Chen Nuoyi spoke up:
"Su Yuan, I think these nine Golden Crows have to die. Otherwise, the Illusionary World wouldn't have set them circling over our heads right from the start of the assessment."
"If we can deal with them, their corpses will be our first pot of gold."
Su Yuan considered it briefly, then nodded.
"Take the one hundred thousand mortals somewhere safe first. Don't let them get roasted to death. I'll go see what these Golden Crows are made of."
Chen Nuoyi had been about to speak, ready to suggest that she fight alongside Su