Chapter 392

This oppressive pressure made them tremble, their hearts filled with fear.

The crowd gazed at the black-clad man, their eyes flickering with unease and fear; their mood was overshadowed by his presence, and deep within their hearts swelled awe and terror toward him.

From his aura, they could perceive that this black-clad man was a Supreme Realm expert, his power incomparably mighty, enough to look down on all.

Although they had gathered to challenge the initial trial, what they felt now was nothing but endless fear.

Facing a Supreme Realm expert, they felt their own insignificance; all previous courage and heroism vanished. They could only silently endure the oppressive pressure brought by the black-clad man, their hearts surging with powerlessness and helplessness regarding their own strength.

In a short time, the crowd's fear and helplessness toward the black-clad man grew ever deeper; they began to regret joining this trial, wanting to flee this environment that drowned them in fear.

Yet, facing the oppression of a Supreme Realm expert, they were like those trapped in a quagmire, unable to extricate themselves.

The crowd's emotions rose and fell wildly, all kinds of negative emotions spreading through their hearts.

This fear far exceeded the impact brought by the Blood River before!

After all, facing a Supreme Realm expert is like facing the majestic might of Heaven!

Just then, among a group standing behind Lin Bai, Meng Zining, and others, a youth numbered 013, his clothes tattered beyond repair, instantly knew his opportunity had arrived.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the final trial; as long as he passed it smoothly, he would be promoted to the Tenth Saint Son of the Wu Shi Sacred Land!

He thought silently in his heart: "I have endured for so long; it is time to reveal my true strength!"

Thinking this, he could not help but take out the magic treasure his master had given him from his Qiankun Bag.

Memories of words his master had once spoken involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"Beizhi, you must remember: the trials of the Wu Shi Sacred Land are not difficult. Each trial has certain characteristics; as long as you comprehend them, you can pass!"

"Back then, although your master did not win in the previous trial, I survived. The trials had only two stages, and the hardest was not the final stage, but the first!"

"Once you pass it, the rest only require slight effort to overcome!"

"This was forged by your master after emerging from the trials; it can ensure your safety!"

After the memory faded, Chen Beizhi hesitated no longer. He immediately stepped forward, took a deep breath, strode with firm determination, walked to the center of the trial, and challenged the black-clad man.

His expression was grave, his eyes flickering with resolute light, as if he intended to defeat this Supreme Realm black-clad man single-handedly.

However, just as Chen Beizhi prepared to unleash the magic treasure his master had given him, the black-clad man's figure shifted slightly; a mere faint ripple of aura was enough to make the entire battlefield tremble, as if Heaven and Earth were shaking for him.

Chen Beizhi felt pressure unlike anything before; his body instantly stiffened, and his entire person seemed shrouded by an invisible fear.

His heart raced, his face turned pale, and he could not help but feel his legs go weak, trembling uncontrollably. Even as he frantically urged the magic treasure, there was not the slightest response, causing his heart to quake wildly.

He did not know why the magic treasure given by his master would not work!