"Can we end it now?"
Adil looked at the old Elf in charge of the test and asked softly, feeling a little impatient.
The test in front of him was nothing to Adil.
In fact, if he had not controlled the power of the Jade Mark and concealed most of his bloodline power, the test results would have been even more shocking.
"It's done."
Hearing Adil's words, the old man in charge of the test let out a silent sigh. He then recovered from his shock and handed a black token to Adil.
It was a black token that seemed to be made of some kind of special wood. There was a unique magic power fluctuation on it, which seemed to be some kind of mark.
After receiving the token, Adil nodded at the person in front of him and walked out.
Behind him, Latina and the others followed quietly and walked to the other side.
As soon as he walked out of the hall, there was a dense crowd of people outside.
It was a group of Elves dressed in luxurious clothes and with extraordinary temperaments. They were surrounding a young Elf as they walked toward the hall.
"Another official Wizard."
After looking at them for a while and sensing the aura coming from them, Adil shook his head and sighed.
There were still a few days until the start of the Bloodline Trial. During this time, there were Elf geniuses from all over the world coming here, and the number of people was increasing.
Today alone, Adil saw several official Wizards walking into the hall in front of him.
"It seems that the competition in this Bloodline Trial will be very fierce."
Glancing indifferently at the Magus who walked past him, Adil brought Ladina and the others with him and walked forward.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
"Have we arrived?"
At noon, on a flat piece of land, Latina spoke in confusion.
In front of them was a flat ground, and the ground around them was made of solid stone slabs. There was also a faint fragrance of flowers coming from the distance.
Adil raised his head and looked to the side. In the distance, a huge sea of flowers surrounded the flat ground in front of him, like an island in the middle of the sea.
This was the place where the Bloodline Trial would begin. There were already many participants walking around. At this time, like Adil, they were looking around with puzzled expressions. It was obvious that they had some doubts about the rest of the journey.
However, among the crowd, there were a few cultivators who appeared to be very calm. They all seemed to have a card up their sleeves and were not unfamiliar with this.
Among this group of people, Adil even saw a familiar figure.
It was Andrew, who was standing in a corner with the crow on his shoulder.
As if sensing Adil's gaze, he turned to look at Adil and smiled brightly.
Boom! Boom!
A violent vibration came from the distance, accompanied by a low roar.
Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, an extremely powerful aura came from the sky. That terrifying aura was like a mountain pressing down, causing many of the sorcerers present to feel extremely pressured.
They raised their heads subconsciously and saw a huge flying dragon roaring in their direction in the sky.
It was a huge ferocious beast that was seven to eight meters long and wide. Its wingspan was ten meters, and there was a single horn on its huge head. Although it looked ferocious, it had a unique sense of beauty.
On the body of this huge beast, a terrifying aura was slowly spreading. It was more terrifying than any Magus in the transformation stage.
"This is … a Silver Mist Winged Dragon …"
Standing at the same place, when he saw the huge beast in the sky, Adil's eyes narrowed. He immediately recognized this huge beast.
Silver Mist Winged Dragon was a powerful creature unique to the Silver Mist Forest. It inherited the bloodline of ancient creatures, and it was said that as long as it matured, it would be comparable to a Magus in the transformation stage.
The aura of this Silver Mist Winged Dragon was much stronger than that of a Magus in the transformation stage. It could even fight against a Rank 2 Magus for a short period of time.
Roar!!
A loud roar sounded in the surroundings, and the Silver Mist Winged Dragon completely stopped on the ground. Three different auras came down from above and covered the aura of the Silver Mist Winged Dragon.
They were three elves wearing different clothes. Their bodies were covered by a force field. They slowly walked down from the Silver Mist Winged Dragon's body and arrived in front of Adil and the others.
Feeling these three auras, Adil's expression turned serious and he raised his head to take a look.
The three auras were all very strong. Although they had not reached the level of a Rank 2 Magus, they had gone very far in the transformation stage.
According to Adil's understanding, these three Magi in front of him had all purified their spiritual force to above 80%, and they even had the chance to break through to become a Rank 2 Magus.
With these three powerful Magi standing side by side, the place immediately became quiet, and all eyes were on them.
"It's almost time." An indifferent voice sounded.
Standing in the middle of the three was an old elf wearing a black robe with an indifferent expression. His voice was hoarse and indifferent, "We can begin."
"Do you want to wait a little longer?" Another gentler voice sounded.
It was a female elf wearing a white robe with a peaceful expression. She looked at the old elf and said.
"There's no need."
The old elf shook his head. "It's already so late. Those who haven't come yet, just treat it as if they forfeited."
After saying this, he turned around and walked to an altar behind him, placing a purple crystal inside.
A faint light began to shine, and then a huge and complicated spell formation began to slowly operate, gathering the light and forming a long path.
Silver moonlight began to gather, and under the shocked gazes of the surrounding people, the scene in the sea of flowers in the distance began to change.
Silver trees began to appear, and they were covered with silver leaves. Silver light hung down from them, dyeing the path in front of them in a different color.
Very soon, a long silver path was formed. It was as if it had been paved by moonlight, and it looked extremely beautiful.
"Alright, we can begin!"
After everything was over, the old elf wearing a black robe stood in front of the altar and coldly looked at the people in front of him.
"That's it?" A flabbergasted voice sounded.
An elf who was participating for the first time had a look of astonishment on his face. He seemed a little confused. "That's it?"
"What else do you want?"
The old elf didn't seem to have a good temper, and he seemed a little impatient. "The so-called trial is this path. As long as you finish walking it, it will end."
"This path was personally built by the last elf king during the ancient glorious era."
The female elf at the side interrupted. Looking at the confused trial-takers in front of her, she explained, "This is the legendary path of trial, also known as …"
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