The night over Taihu was dim, the starlight weak.
Lu Chenzhou was observing a Suppressing Void Field for the first time up close, a colossus stretching up to a hundred meters, with a diameter of around three hundred meters. On the blue light screen, ripples of water flowed continuously, and indescribable sounds entered his mind, like chanting, like roaring, unsettling to the soul.
Three hundred trialists lined up in a long queue and entered one after another. Under Lu Chenzhou's lead, the Dragon City team unconsciously hung back, slowly waiting.
Fang Xue looked at Lu Chenzhou and smiled, asking,
"Brother Lu, are you nervous?"
"A little."
The fear of the unknown was deeply ingrained in human blood.
"Brother Lu should have Middle Realm strength by now, right?"
"Almost."
Fang Xue's beautiful eyes showed a flicker of surprise.
