Through Qian Renheng's ingenious maneuvering, which practically amounted to cheating, the dual god first trial that the two God Kings had intended to temper their successor's mind and body became a relaxed, effortless game of shuttling power around.
Time ticked by, second by second.
At last, two hours had passed.
High above, the raging purple-black power of destruction and the vast, gentle emerald-green power of life pouring from the heavens seemed to lose their source. They vanished without a trace in an instant, and the sky returned to its former calm.
"This... it's over already?"
Looking at Qian Renheng on the altar, completely unscathed, without even a single hair out of place, the God of Destruction's mouth twitched again.
Clutching his chest, he sighed with a pained expression. "I racked my brains to prepare that first trial! And this brat cracked it so easily. It pains me to think of all that divine power I spent!"
"Hahahaha! Xiao Zi, don't look like that."
Beside him, the Goddess of Life covered her mouth and laughed like tinkling silver bells at her husband's defeated expression. "Doesn't his ability to complete the trial so effortlessly, with such ease and composure, prove that his talent is unmatched and his wits exceptional? We should be happy!"
"Unmatched talent? I won't deny that."
The God of Destruction frowned. Though he acknowledged Qian Renheng's heaven-defying talent inwardly, he still sounded unconvinced. "I admit he's the greatest genius I've ever seen!"
"After all, throughout the Divine Realm's long history, no human from the lower realm has ever reached Titled Douluo at the unbelievable age of sixteen! Such talent has no precedent!"
"But look at what he just did!"
Pointing at Qian Renheng below, the God of Destruction complained indignantly, "Did he complete that trial through his own perseverance?"