Amidst the swirling mists, those exact same two voices were conversing.
The flat voice asked, "By setting such harsh conditions for them, are you so certain they can successfully complete the deep adventure?"
"For any geniuses whatsoever, relying solely on Soul Emperor cultivation without external assistance is practically an impossible task."
The other voice smiled. "How can one see a rainbow without weathering the storm? How can they unleash their full potential without being placed in a true desperate situation?"
"Although borrowing external objects like soul tools smacks of taking shortcuts, considering their quick thinking under pressure, we can let it pass as a success."
The flat voice asked again, "No one understands better than you how difficult Titled Douluos who specialize in poison are to deal with. Challenging them across ranks is far more dangerous than other opponents."
"If the opponents were merely Soul Douluos, they should have had over a seventy percent chance of certainty, but slaying a Titled Douluo directly is still somewhat difficult."
"If they hadn't happened to carry that soul tool, their odds of victory would have been less than one percent."
"Aren't you harboring a bit of personal bias?"
The other voice chuckled softly. "Heh heh, you are the only one who issues the trials, I didn't say a thing. Besides, how can one see a rainbow without weathering the storm?"
"If not for the pressure of life and death forcing him, how could he have successfully undergone the Martial Soul Second Awakening?"
The flat voice let out a huff. "I'm ignoring you, I'm going to find other trial-takers to play with, humph."
After the flat voice vanished, the other voice fell silent for a long while before muttering faintly to itself.
"Having driven him to such a desperate plight, do you still refuse