Just when Su Bai thought he was about to experience another round of numb killing,

suddenly.

The illusion ended.

The shapeshifter seemed unable to transform into a face he recognized.

In the end, it transformed into a distorted, bizarre creature with a mouth on its forehead, eyes darting around its cheeks, and muttering, "Son..."

"What kind of monster is this!"

Su Bai frowned, swung his longsword, and killed him instantly.

The next moment.

The trial illusion then shattered.

Su Bai returned to the cold, dark underground palace, where four sages stood before him, their faces solemn.

"What, so this means it's passed?"

He asked the question.

The mage sage remained silent, while the elven sage beside him said in a cool voice, "I think there are many loopholes in the trial we designed that need to be filled."

"After all, it's the first time..."

The sage sighed softly.

"What's the meaning?"

Su Bai sensed something was amiss.

"...Before revealing the answer, I have a question for you."

The monks and sages looked at him with solemn expressions.

"The first battle is a test of your courage. Mortals need to muster immense courage to fight against demons, but you... no, it was our oversight."

"But when faced with a test of mental fortitude, why did you choose to massacre the village without hesitation?"

"Do you consider the lives of ordinary people as worthless as grass?"

He asked seriously.

Su Bai looked up at him and said, "I already gave you the answer to this question in the illusion. Killing everyone in that village was to save more people."

"But you could have chosen a way that required less sacrifice."

The monks and sages shook their heads in dissatisfaction.

"I know."

Su Bai nodded calmly.

"Ordinary shapeshifters can only transform into the appearance of a person when they are prepared, but they cannot disguise their memories and habits. As long as they are interrogated carefully, they will inevitably reveal their flaws."

He described the characteristics of this monster in great detail.

"But have you considered the timeframe?"

Su Bai countered with a question.

The four sages looked at each other in bewilderment.

He continued, "We were ambushed on our way here, which means our whereabouts have been exposed. There are several hundred people in that village. How long do you think it will take to interrogate them one by one to confirm?"

“Feathered demons can travel ten thousand miles a day. Tell me, how long would it take a feathered demon to transport a small demon squad?”

He asked the Dharma Master and the Sage.

The latter was slightly surprised, not expecting Su Bai to know so much about the demon race. After thinking for a moment, he still replied, "If the distance is less than a thousand miles, it will only take half an hour."

"That's exactly right."

Su Bai said, "Then what do you think will happen to the villagers if I waste time interrogating them and more demons arrive to provide reinforcements?"

Before the four sages could answer, he said:

"We will all die, and since demons crave pain and despair, they will die a horrible death."

He finished speaking.

The gazes of the sages involuntarily turned to the warrior sage who had remained silent.

"Your choice is more correct than mine..."

He remained silent for a long time before speaking.

"And then what? If that royal shapeshifting demon can impersonate anyone, even if you didn't know it was a trial, would you still kill everyone?"

The profound eyes of the monk and sage seemed to pierce through his soul.

"meeting."

Su Bai answered without hesitation.

"A royal shapeshifter that requires the legendary warrior Balna to personally lead a team to hunt down, and whose whereabouts have been exposed in advance, must have stolen extremely important information. If we don't kill it, many, many people will die."

He stated his judgment.

"...you're right."

The mage nodded slightly, his gaze lost in reminiscence. "That royal chameleon stole the battle reports from the front lines. If it had escaped, millions of warriors would have fallen into the demons' encirclement."

"The fact that you can think of this is enough to show that you are not just trying to pass the game for the sake of passing it, but that you have your own clear judgment."

The monks and sages nodded in satisfaction.

"Being able to withstand the challenge of questioning your conscience proves that your will is extremely strong and you will not be easily swayed by emotions."

He glanced at the other sages.

The warrior sage remained silent, while the priest sage watched him with admiration, perhaps because Su Bai's power originated from the same source as his. The elf sage snorted coldly, uttered "executioner," and turned away.

The sage said softly:

"You passed."

"But this is merely our test. To wield the power of the demon god, you will face dangers a hundred times greater than this. Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Since we're already here..."

After saying that, Su Bai walked towards the skull throne in the middle.

We will assist you...

As he leaped onto the throne and grasped the broken sword, the voice of the mage and sage gently echoed in his ears.

Buzz!

The dizziness returned.

When Su Bai opened his eyes, all he could see was complete darkness.

"come over..."

A familiar and comforting voice faintly echoed in my ears.

In the darkness.

Then a glimmer of light appeared.

Su Bai glanced at it briefly, then followed the light. Soon, a white altar appeared before him.

A sword was also stuck in the altar.

A blood-red demonic sword.

"Pull it up..."

The voice in his ear changed from calling out to urging him, and a sense of urgency welled up in his heart, as if pulling out that demonic sword would bring him great benefits.

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