With that, the Mengg Lord's imposing figure sat back down.
The Desire Spirit sized Lin Jinghao up from head to toe. "They couldn't make you stay?"
Lin Jinghao gazed at the Desire Spirit with a grin. "They weren't as beautiful as you. Otherwise, I really might have stayed behind."
At that moment, in the Wine Demon clan's Pool of Wine and Forest of Meat, naked women lay strewn about in disarray.
One could never pass this trial without extraordinary willpower. Sometimes, the most lethal threats weren't direct attacks.
The Demon Race was testing the intruding Cultivators, but the trials came in many forms, not just combat.
