Didn't we agree that we were all trial-takers, but you secretly became a trial-taker?
The beast cultivators guessed the process correctly, but they didn't guess the ending.
They knew that the process of the trial would be very harsh, but they didn't expect that this harshness would be personally delivered by Senior Tyrannical Song — when Senior Tyrannical Song's eyes lit up, the world turned dark.
Even though the effects of the Impregnating Gaze had not come out, the beast cultivators' stomachs had already begun to ache.
"The problem is, I already understand maternal love very well." The Snake Scale beast cultivator burst into tears. "And our race is oviparous, so our maternal love is not so painful. Senior's Impregnating Gaze is unfair to us oviparous. "
"Heavens, this guy makes sense." Song Shuhang was speechless.
Although it was Song Shuhang's phantom in front of the Snake Scale beast cultivator, he, Senior White, White Dragon Sister, and the Dragon God were observing the beast cultivators' reactions to Song Shuhang's phantom through the monitor.
After all, they still needed to evaluate the beast cultivators' "willpower" through the monitor, and finally get a total score to see if the trial takers were qualified.
In addition, in order to let everyone understand the beast cultivators' language, the monitor had subtitles translated throughout the process.
[The Impregnating Gaze may be a bit unfair to oviparous lifeforms. If I see a sage walking on clouds again in my nightmare …] Song Shuhang shook his head with a wry smile.
"Anyway, give these nine trial takers a score," White Dragon Sister said.
Lady Chu asked, "Which one should we give first?"
"Let's start with the Snake Scale beast cultivator. The full score is 10, and I can give its reaction a 6." Song Shuhang said. At least this Snake Scale beast cultivator pointed out the shortcomings of the Impregnating Gaze, so he could give it an extra point.
"I'll give it 4, no more." White Dragon Sister was unexpectedly strict.
Senior White pinched her chin and said, "Don't be so strict, I think it's quite fun. I can give it a 6. "
The Dragon God took out a pen and recorded: "On average, the Snake Scale Beast's cultivation base is 5.3 points"
"Then there's this goat-horned fairy. When faced with the Impregnating Gaze, apart from the initial fear, she was relatively calm. I can give eight points. Her reaction reminded me of that demon from the Netherworld who had given birth to many children, "Song Shuhang said.
The White Dragon Sister nodded and said, "Women do have an advantage when facing the Impregnating Gaze. Especially after experiencing it once, one's immunity would increase by a lot the second time. I can also give you eight points. "
The first time, the second birth would be even smoother. As long as they had enough children, they would be able to develop a resistance to the Impregnating Gaze.
"Ditto, I'll also give it an 8," Senior White said.
The Dragon God continued to record, "Then the average score is 8 points."
Song Shuhang, Senior White, and White Dragon Sister quickly finished grading the nine participants. The Divine Dragon calculated the average score and recorded it down.
The four of them worked together smoothly.
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The nine beast cultivators screamed for a long time, but the effects of the Impregnating Gaze didn't appear.
The participants looked down at their flat stomachs, and then at the 'Hegemon BaSong' in front of them, revealing bitter smiles.
"So that's how it is, it's a phantom."
"In that case, Senior Ba Song's phantom has also become a part of the trial."
"This is a trial of our reaction speed, right?"
"Or is it a test of our mental energy or willpower?"
"If this is a part of the trial, I wonder what kind of evaluation we will get?"
Although the nine participants were separated by the 'spatial teleportation', they still had the means of long-distance communication between them, and were able to communicate with each other.
"From now on, we have to be more careful. Maybe there will be other phantoms of Senior Ba Song. "
"But don't be too nervous. We can't be scared by Senior Ba Song's phantom like we were this time."
"Even if we meet Senior Ba Song's phantom again, we have to find a way to confirm the other party's strength."
While the nine participants were communicating with each other, they suddenly felt the world spin.
The spatial ability was activated again.
They were gathered together again.
"Congratulations, everyone. You have passed the first trial. Next, we invite Hegemon BaSong to present your rewards." The gentle female voice rang out again.
[Don't be deceived by the content of this voice.]
[If it wasn't for this voice last time, which made us open our eyes wide and focus, we wouldn't have been scared by Senior Ba Song's phantom.]
[This time, be mentally prepared. Whether it's Senior Ba Song's phantom or his real body that appears later, don't panic.]
The nine trial-takers were communicating with each other.
While they were secretly communicating, a figure appeared in the void in front of them — it was Hegemon BaSong.
Song Shuhang smiled at the nine trial-takers.
The nine trial-takers lowered their eyes in unison, maintaining the proper respect for Senior Ba Song.
"First of all, congratulations on passing the first trial," Song Shuhang said slowly.
With that, he walked forward slowly.
According to the script, after ten steps, he would fall flat on the ground in front of the nine trial-takers, creating a huge pit in the ground.
[My apologies, fellow Daoists of the beast cultivator world.] Song Shuhang thought to himself.
This was Director Bai's script.
Don't blame me!
One step, two steps, three steps …
Suddenly, his foot slipped and he fell to the ground.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. "???"
Director Bai, the script isn't right. Didn't they say that he would fall after ten steps? I'm not mentally prepared.
Thud ~ ~
Song Shuhang fell to the ground with a heavy thud.
But now, apart from his iron head, his body was actually made of wood. When he fell to the ground, if he did not deliberately control it, he would not be able to create a huge pit.
Boom ~ ~
At this moment, the ground suddenly exploded.
Song Shuhang and the nine trial-takers were all shrouded in the explosion.
For a moment, screams rang out incessantly.
Among them, Song Shuhang screamed with all his might — he had played a trick.
Although the power of the explosion did not hurt him, and the pain of the explosion was a piece of cake for him. But a child who could scream had milk to eat. At this time, it was not wrong to scream miserably.
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At this moment.
The second batch of trial-takers also rushed to the trial field.
Su Clan's Shiliu and Daoist Zhuan Pan's team were also in the second batch of trial-takers.
From afar, everyone could hear the incessant screams in the trial field. There was also the terrifying explosion from before.
All the trial-takers could not help but swallow their saliva.
What kind of trial was it that could make someone scream like that?
Especially the screams of a man. Just listening to it made one's heart break. It was simply a heart-wrenching scream. What kind of pain was the owner of this scream suffering?
Su Clan's Shiliu: "…"
This scream belonged to Song Shuhang, right?
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