Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
An ethereal yet indifferent voice sounded in the minds of all the disciples.
"Welcome to the trial of Pentagon."
Yang Dao and the rest were quickly jolted awake. They were dizzy from the teleportation, when they got back their senses, the surroundings had turned into lush green scenery. With mountains and rivers around them.
Bai Hu said, "Do you all feel this?"
Most of the people nodded, while some were confused by this question. Yue Jing asked, "What is this?"
The weapon training with Shakti had helped her improve her senses to a high level. Yang Dao said, "Some sort of spirit, if I am to make a deduction, then it should be the caretaker of this place. The invigilator of the trial."
Others could believe his words to some extent but when the voice sounded again, they came to believe it completely.