Above the Trial Forest, Lin Hao and Lin Feichen stood facing each other.
The moment they met, no words were exchanged, but the air between them cracked with explosive sounds. Their robes danced wildly in the void.
Even more terrifying, the hazy mist that perennially gathered above the Trial Forest began to surge violently in all directions.
The mist surged forth, only to be instantly shattered by a ferocious power.
"Lin Hao, you are now worthy of my attention." Amidst this strange phenomenon, Lin Feichen's cold voice rang out.
These words made the onlookers' eyes narrow.
The spectacle just now was merely the result of Lin Feichen testing Lin Hao.
Masters from the Holy Stele were arrogant beyond measure and couldn't be judged by common standards.
But immediately after, they heard Lin Hao's response.
Lin Hao retorted sharply, "On the contrary. The sixth-ranked on the Holy Stele is quite a disappointment."
Lin Feichen didn't answer, merely flicking his sleeve.
