If that scream really was Shuhang's, was Shuhang still in the second trial stage? And just what kind of trial could make Song Shuhang scream so miserably?
Su Clan's Sixteen rubbed her temples. Her instincts told her that this scream might be problematic.
The female Beast Cultivator in the group asked timidly, "Brother Turntable, are we going into the formation?"
"Wait first." Daoist Turntable raised a hand, signaling for the group to sit down and rest for a while to recuperate. He reminded them, "Let's sit down and get a grasp of the situation first. Based on my experience, the Divine Dragon changes the rules of the Golden Moon Trial's second stage every time. Let's wait for the other trial-takers to enter the formation, observe them from the shadows, and gather information."
This was an extremely rational approach, and quite a few trial-takers had the same idea as Daoist Turntable.
Unfortunately, all of this was within Director White's calculations.
About twenty seconds after Daoist Turntable's group had just sat down to rest, a gentle woman's voice came from the trial area and reached their ears directly. "Welcome, everyone, to the second stage of the Golden Moon Trial. Here, you will undergo the most brutal trial. Those who succeed will receive the dragon's recognition and blessing. Those who fail will fall into a hell of despair, never to reincarnate for all eternity!"
Daoist Turntable froze.
We haven't even entered the second stage of the trial yet, have we?
In the next moment, Daoist Turntable's group felt the world spin.
It was spatial power. They had been swept directly into the trial.
This approach completely cut off the trial-takers' chance to "gather information" by observation.
"Wonderful." The Divine Dragon held a little notebook in its claws and began recording rapidly.
"Huh? It's