Woosh!
In the second layer of the Haotian Tower, a desolate scene unfolded, as all twenty-eight participating disciples, including Xiao Ye, were impaled by a supreme long saber conjured from the black fog, collapsing into pools of blood.
The black fog churned again, seemingly enough to overwhelm the sky, surging upwards and submerging all the disciples, while the shrill demonic sounds, unceasingly poured into the ears of all disciples, affecting their minds.
These demonic sounds were extremely harsh, capable of making one's soul shiver in pain, and even covering one's ears with hands was futile.
"Since it's a trial, how could the Elders from the Earth Hall possibly take away our lives?" Xiao Ye, lying in the pool of blood, felt a spark of inspiration within his heart.
Following that, Xiao Ye struggled to sit up cross-legged within the second layer of the Haotian Tower.
