As they spoke, Jiang Zhencang had already entered the Trial Hall, his face pained as he began inserting Spirit Stones into a certain spot on the wall.
Very soon.
The luminous pearls embedded in the dome of the Trial Hall lit up one by one. Brilliant light streamed down, and the entire hall was illuminated as brightly as day in an instant.
At the same time, streams of light appeared along the surrounding walls of the Trial Hall, dazzling in seven colors and exceedingly magnificent. The cocoon-like chambers standing against the walls also lit up one after another, as though they had been connected to electricity.
The entire Trial Hall seemed to come alive at that moment.
Watching this scene, Wang Shouzhe's heart trembled, and he felt as though he had traveled through time.
He seemed to see the competitive gaming arenas of his previous life. He also seemed to see the officers of the Divine Martial Army entering those cocoon chambers one after another, improving themselves through repeated simulated training, growing rapidly, then rushing to the battlefield wave after wave like moths plunging into flame...
The chaotic thoughts and fragments left him somewhat disoriented for a moment.
"All right, everyone, take a seat first~"
At that moment, Jiang Zhencang's voice rang out.
Wang Shouzhe came back to his senses and saw that Jiang Zhencang had already finished loading the Spirit Stones. As though he had cast off an enormous burden, he turned to invite everyone to sit. "Some people are still on the road. Once everyone has arrived, we'll officially begin the trial. I'll first calibrate the equipment and make some minor adjustments."
To ensure the fairness of the War of the Holy Sons, the entire trial process would be carried out under everyone's supervision—spectatorship, really. Any elders from