Qin Ming stared at the scene beyond the wooden door.
He was completely dumbfounded.
Outside the door.
A vast golden desert had abruptly appeared before his eyes.
Outside the illusion realm.
The elders of the Spirit Feather Sect were watching the wooden formation and discussing among themselves.
"How many disciples do you think will pass the assessment this time and advance to Tier 2?"
"Hard to say. Even the lowest-difficulty Geng-grade illusion realms have only been cleared by a handful in the past."
"Old Zhuang, your disciple entered once before. He should have this in the bag this time, right?"
"Ah, don't mention that disappointing thing."
"What do you all think of that boy Qin Ming?" Elder Liu asked lightly, stroking his goatee.
Elder Zhuang frowned and pondered for a moment before saying with great certainty, "In this old man's opinion, as long as he does not challenge a high-difficulty illusion realm, his chances of passing the trial are extremely high."
The nearby Elder Gu's expression darkened slightly upon hearing this.
"Although the highest record in the history of our Spirit Feather Sect was passing an A-grade trial, no disciple has successfully challenged one in many years. I wonder whether anyone will surpass that record this time."
As they spoke.
Time trickled by.
Half a day later.
A flash of green light flickered near the wooden formation, and a figure emerged.
The man wore a dejected expression the moment he came out. One look was enough to tell that he had failed the trial assessment.
"Ah, I never expected that my first time entering would be the most difficult Spirit Plant Heart-Refining Path among the Geng-grade illusion realms."
Before long, Spirit Planters emerged from the illusion realms one after another.
Up to this point, not a single Spirit Planter