As he watched the Foundation Establishment cultivators ahead emerge one after another with dark faces,
Wang Ba could not help growing increasingly nervous.
Although he trusted his master's and Martial Uncle Tang's judgment, when the moment arrived, he still felt apprehensive.
Fortunately, the beaming smile on the face of one Foundation Establishment cultivator ahead of him as he left the formation gave him some encouragement.
The Human Virtue Hall's guardian then looked at Wang Ba.
Without hesitation, Wang Ba took a deep breath and strode inside.
Behind him, Mo Qi perked up at once when he saw Wang Ba enter the formation and began observing closely.
Of all the Foundation Establishment cultivators present, Wang Ba was undoubtedly the one he took most seriously.
After all, aside from himself, Wang Ba was the only cultivator there personally accompanied by a senior.
There had to be something extraordinary about him.
Though confident in himself, Mo Qi would not underestimate him.
Especially since Jiang Yi had overturned his understanding not long ago, making him even less inclined to look down on others.
Beside him, Luo Yuzhong, the deputy hall master of the Human Virtue Hall, also turned his gaze toward Wang Ba inside the formation.
A trace of curiosity showed in his eyes.
As a Nascent Soul True Lord, even if he had some friction with Yao Wudi, he would hardly do anything to a Foundation Establishment junior over it.
Instead, he was more curious whether Wang Ba could meet the Sect's requirements.
Soon, the Spirit Mirage began exhaling mist.
And the instant the mist rose,
inside the formation, a wave of drowsiness abruptly arose within Wang Ba's Divine Soul.
Yet at that very same moment, he felt the Yin God's Divine Statue tremble slightly within his Spiritual Platform Temple.
Something seemed to