At the early stages of the Spirit Sea Realm, Wang Lin was surrounded by ten Bloodstripe War Beasts that were dozens of times larger than him and their presence was even more terrifying.
For a cultivator at the Spirit Sea Realm to challenge ten such giant beasts, a full realm above him, was indeed a shocking sight.
But there was no choice; this was what the Heavenly Sacred Palace demanded.
To become an outstanding disciple of the Second Holy Temple or even the more prestigious First Holy Temple within a second-grade major sect, one must face such trials.
In the midst of countless gazes, the ten Bloodstripe War Beasts that had just burst out of the secret cavern and landed were immediately launching their attack.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ten huge black shadows flashed, and the luminous blood stripes on the beasts intensified as they tore towards Wang Lin at the center.
Spurt! Spurt!