In the blink of an eye, Ye Lin had arrived on the sixth floor.
Before him lay an enormous empty space filled with white light.
Looking at this white space, Ye Lin was already experienced.
From his previous rounds of probing, Ye Lin knew that the trials here were not actually very difficult.
In any case, they would not endanger his life.
After all, none of the first five trials had endangered his life.
After pondering for only a moment, Ye Lin made up his mind and stepped directly inside.
The moment he entered, the surroundings were still quiet.
But as time passed, the scene around him slowly began to change.
With only a brief moment of dizziness, Ye Lin found himself on a battlefield.
An extremely complicated battlefield.
In any case, it was utter chaos, more like countless races locked in a melee.
The Human Race fought the Devil Race, the Devil Race fought the Turtle Clan, the Turtle Clan fought the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Clan fought three races. The Phoenix Clan ambushed the Dragon Clan, and in its fury, the Dragon Clan attacked four races.
The White Tiger Clan ambushed the Dragon Clan as well, and the Dragon Clan flew into a rage once more, attacking five races.
The other places were much the same.
These cultivators seemed to have no purpose, as though they had been born solely to fight. They battled one another in a chaotic free-for-all, utterly unable to distinguish friend from foe.
Ye Lin stood in the middle of the battlefield, yet these people seemed unable to see him as they continued slaughtering one another.
The fierce, uninhibited battle left Ye Lin utterly bewildered.
What exactly were these people doing?
Ye Lin did not act rashly and merely observed his surroundings in