Su Qi smiled. "Second Worshipper, don't worry. I'm perfectly fine. Bi Ji's sacrifice just now was sincere. Thanks to her spirit ring and Soul Bone, I completed half of the Asura Third Trial. I also successfully advanced to an Eight-Ring Spirit Douluo."
Hearing this, the worshippers were greatly relieved. Seeing that nothing had happened, Light Plume Worshipper lifted his invisibility and quietly appeared beside Qian Daoliu.
"Old Eight, an Eight-Ring Spirit Douluo like you is far stronger than a nine-ring Titled Douluo!" Though Light Plume Worshipper was already ninety years old, he still looked like a silver-haired youth. His somewhat childish voice carried a note of amazement. "You might even be able to crush the ninety-sixth-level you from back then."
Su Qi laughed heartily. "Beating the ninety-sixth-level Sword Douluo Chen Xin should be no problem. But crushing my past-life self is still a little unrealistic."
"Little Su, you said the Asura Third Trial is only half complete. What does that mean?" Qian Daoliu brought the conversation back on track and asked curiously. "Could there be a trial requirement even harder than persuading a five-hundred-thousand-year spirit beast to sacrifice itself?"
"The remaining half isn't exactly difficult, but it isn't easy either," Su Qi answered truthfully. "In short, I need to help a spirit master with a Heart of Kindness God-King improve their aptitude and gain the qualifications to begin a Divine Trial."
"What?" Not only Qian Daoliu, but the other worshippers also cried out in shock.
Help a spirit master gain the qualifications to begin a Divine Trial?
If that were so easy, then every spirit master on the continent could become a god.
And gods would no longer be limited to legends.
This showed just how outrageous this trial requirement was. It was no longer a matter of difficulty—it was