Qin Ming looked at the scene outside the wooden door.
He was utterly dumbfounded.
Outside the door.
A golden desert abruptly appeared in his line of sight.
...
Outside the illusion realm.
The elders of the Spirit Feather Sect were watching the direction of the wood array, discussing among themselves.
"What do you think, how many disciples will pass the trial and advance to Tier Two this time?"
"It's hard to say, after all, even for the lowest difficulty Geng-level illusion realm, it's always been a rarity."
"Lao Zhuang, your disciple went in once before, should be a sure thing this time, right?"
"Sigh, don't bring up that useless thing."
"What do you think about that kid Qin Ming?" Elder Liu stroked his goatee, asking calmly.
Elder Zhuang frowned and pondered for a while, then confidently said, "In my opinion, as long as he doesn't challenge the higher difficulty realms, the probability of passing the trial is very high."
