At this mont, Tianjing Square was already packed with people, a true sea of humanity!
As they saw Li Haotian step onto the serpent and co to a halt, the fervor in everyone’s eyes instantly boiled over, and they began to shout wildly.
"chanical War God!"
"Alliance Hierarch!"
...
Marshal Li mockingly said, "Haotian, your prestige now far surpasses mine!"
Li Haotian smiled sheepishly.
On another serpent head, Wang Qingfeng curiously looked at the ground covered with fine sand on Tianjing Square, turned to Marshal Li, and asked, "Teacher, what’s the purpose of the sand our junior sister prepared?"
Marshal Li chuckled, "You’ll find out soon enough."
He pointed to a large empty area on the edge of the square and turned to Li Haotian, "Haotian, have Orochi go there."
"Alright." Li Haotian imdiately commanded Orochi.
Soon, Orochi’s massive body, akin to a mountain range, snaked towards the empty space by the square that seed purposefully left clear.
Then, Marshal Li flew up and landed beside Li Haotian, whispering a few words to him.
Li Haotian’s eyes widened in surprise, "Is that even possible?"
Marshal Li smiled serenely, "It shouldn’t be a problem."
Wang Qingfeng and the others watched as their teacher and junior brother communicated in riddles, their curiosity growing even stronger.
It wasn’t just them; everyone in the surrounding crowd had already begun speculating and discussing the sands on the square.
At Marshal Li’s gesture, Li Haotian raised his right hand high and made a pressing downward motion.
The entire scene quieted down swiftly.
Then, under the eyes of thousands, Li Haotian, with so anticipation, issued a command to Orochi.
"Orochi, you can still sense the situation in the Shikigami Space, right?"
Orochi nodded obediently with its massive head.
"You can command the power of the earth, manipulating these sands before us should be a breeze."
"Now, I want you to carefully sense the location of the Eighth Apostle Rotes in the Shikigami Space, and then use this sand to fully present its image."
Upon hearing this, Wang Qingfeng and the others’ eyes imdiately widened.
Not only them, but everyone worldwide who was watching this also had the sa thought pop into their minds simultaneously.
Wow! Can this really be done?
No cross-plane signals, so you’re going back to the basics, playing with sand art?!
Dammit!
No wonder the East Dragon Empire’s live broadcast is from above Tianjing Square, so that’s it!
In all the amazed gazes, Orochi’s sixteen crimson eyes focused on the large area of sand on the square, emitting a subtle red glow.
In the next mont, the sands imdiately began to move, either piling up or spreading out, rapidly forming a new pattern.
As the pattern fully manifested before everyone’s eyes, an imdiate gasp of astonishnt erupted.
"What the heck! Is this real, it can actually do that?"
"Hiss—Is that the Eighth Apostle Rotes? Is it lying on top of the mountain, it’s huge!"
"Eh? Why does Rotes only have seven tentacles, aren’t octopuses supposed to have eight?"
"You idiot! Didn’t the Alliance Hierarch blow off one at the Marina Sea Trench earlier?"
"Damn! I totally forgot about that!"
...
Listening to the astonished exclamations and discussions around, Marshal Li nodded slightly in satisfaction, "The legendary Shikigami Orochi, once revered as the ’Master of Earth’ by the Onmyoji of Sakura Province, indeed seems fitting."
"Tsk, this sand art is insane!"
Li Haotian was also full of amazent.
"Haotian, the broadcasting equipnt is ready. You can begin." Marshal Li’s slightly teasing voice echoed.
Li Haotian imdiately snapped back, his fighting spirit rapidly swelling, his gaze fiery.
"Yes, teacher!"
He suddenly raised his head, looking at the caras in mid-air.
With one fist raised high, he shouted boldly, "Blue Star, victory is certain!"
After saying so, Li Haotian moved with intent and instantly activated the trial mission he had received before.
In the next mont, a burst of golden light erupted from Li Haotian, enveloping him entirely.
The golden light was brilliant, like a small sun, obscuring Li Haotian’s figure completely.
As the golden light began to wane again, Li Haotian’s figure had vanished from atop Orochi’s head.
Li Haotian only felt as though he were being drawn into a vortex, as a slight sense of dizziness passed, his feet felt solid once more.
When his vision cleared, he found himself in an unfamiliar yet slightly familiar terrain.
This was a wilderness.
The wilderness stretched endlessly backward, its destination unknown.
In front of the wilderness was a dense primordial forest, looking remarkably similar to the terrain of the Horde on the Azeroth Continent.
And ahead of the primordial forest stood a towering mountain.
Its shape bore a resemblance to Fushen Mountain in Sakura Province.
But what was shocking were the enormous tentacles hanging over the edge of the distant mountain top!
Seeing this sowhat familiar scene, Li Haotian slightly narrowed his eyes, confirming imdiately where he was.
At the base of the mountain where the Eighth Apostle Rotes was!
Seeing that he wasn’t directly teleported face-to-face with Rotes, Li Haotian slightly relaxed his previously tense mind.
He was initially worried, given that this was the Death Trial Dungeon, if he would get instantly teleported next to Rotes, breaking into battle at once.
It seems now that this trial mission still gave participants so preparation ti.
It didn’t skip foreplay and jump straight to the climax.
Well, kudos to Blue Star’s Plane Rules for being quite considerate!
Blue Star, Tianjing Square.
As Li Haotian’s figure disappeared from Orochi’s head, everyone’s hearts were on edge.
People from other countries worldwide were also staring intently at their screens, fixating on the giant sand art that had Tianjing Square as its canvas.
Orochi’s sixteen eyes shimred faintly once more, and the massive sand art began to shift.
The mountain remained in view, but the perspective shifted from an overhead view to a frontal view.
Due to the perspective, the giant octopus in the lake on the mountain top was no longer fully visible, only the tips of a few large tentacles hanging outside the mountain top could be seen.
And in the foreground of the sand art was a tiny human figure, whose back clearly resembled Li Haotian’s by five or six asures, walking towards the mountain clearly inhabited by the monster.
This tiny figure was in stark contrast to the massive mountain and drooping tentacles.
It subtly conveyed an audacious defiance.
If one had to describe it in a sentence, it would be:
The path ahead is perilous, yet, I dare all challenges!
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