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The doors of the trial swung open. Jian Wushuang nodded, took a step forward, and entered the trial tower once again.

This time, as Shan Jun had said, it was markedly different.

The second level of the trial tower made him reminisce about the ease of the first level.

This second level was eerily similar to the hell he had imagined.

The terrifying entities he saw on this level, the horrifying creatures churning in the lava, were things he hoped never to encounter in his lifetime again.

"I hope you guys never see the light of day again!"

In the second level, Jian Wushuang's strength wasn't divided or suppressed; he possessed his utmost pinnacle power.

However, his strength was useless on this level.

There were 360 chains, and he needed to traverse each one entirely. Below these chains roared ancient gods and demons in the lava.

Each of them had the strength of an Emperor, and some even surpassed Zhen Wuyang!