Above the Cloud Sea, twelve chains stretch across the sky.
Occasional gusts of sharp Gang Wind make the eleven people still on the chains feel anxious.
"Damn, what kind of stupid trial is this? I'm not participating anymore."
One person finally could not endure the torment that could crush them at any moment, and shouted loudly.
"Old guys at the Heavenly Hidden Academy, hurry and save me back."
"Save?" The elderly man chuckled, shaking his head.
"Sorry, as I mentioned before, you can leave if you do not wish to participate. Our Heavenly Hidden Academy won't force you to stay."
"And now, since you have stepped onto the chains, it means you are participating in the trial."
"According to the rules, no one can interfere with the trial, not even myself."
"You..." The Heavenly Talent's face suddenly turned furious.
But that furious expression did not last long before another gust of sharp wind swept down from the sky.
