The moment he entered the seventh floor, a wave of scorching heat and dryness washed over him.
WHOOSH!
A fierce wind kicked up, sending yellow sand swirling through the air.
This was a desert, and the scorching temperature made the place feel like a furnace.
RUMBLE...
The desert began to tremble without warning. Its once-still surface flowed like water, converging toward a central point. The sand surged upward, and in the span of just three breaths, it condensed into a Desert Giant.
The Giant was immense, standing hundreds of yards tall. It looked like a colossus from ancient times, exuding a suffocating pressure.
'So this is the trial for the seventh floor.'
Ning Jiang narrowed his eyes, observing it. The Desert Giant's aura was far more powerful than the phantom from the sixth floor. Although the sixth floor's challenge was at the level of the Ten Great Earth Martial Realms, its guardian must have been one of the more ordinary ones.
