A few Giants burst into laughter, while some watched the spectacle, only a few frowned.

Mountain and River Origin's expression remained unchanged, while Mountain River Oak clenched his fist tightly.

Molten Hammer said helplessly, "This is just the culture of the Giant Race. They are very united against outsiders. If a Giant Dragon dares to attack Mountain and River Origin, they would certainly stand side by side without a word. But it's different internally. The Giant Race is well-resourced, but Giants can eat a lot and consume a lot, and in order to fight for resources, they must be brave and aggressive. This is all normal, otherwise, we can't cultivate a strong race capable of matching Giant Dragons."

Zhou Leng nodded, understanding the customs of different races.

"I still prefer the Human Race." Mountain River Oak missed the days of fighting alongside the united humans in the Celestial Ladder.

Zhou Leng ate Great Nourishing Pills and Marching Pills and then went to the Giant's cafeteria with everyone.

At the entrance of the cafeteria stood tall, spiritless Giants holding long spears.

As they walked into the cafeteria, seeing the Giants using pots as plates and barrels as bowls made Zhou Leng feel a sense of familiarity.

The group ordered five pots of food and ten barrels of rice, eating with large mouthfuls.

The sound of smacking lips was continuous, as the custom of the Giants was that the louder you ate, the better.

After eating, Molten Hammer and the other Dwarves set down their wooden spoons and watched the others.

Not long after, Zhang Xinglie also set down his wooden spoon, leaving half a barrel of rice, placing it aside.

Zhou Leng was still eating.

He ate two barrels of rice and almost two pots of food, feeling satisfied.

The Mountain and River brothers were still eating.

Scanning the cafeteria, quite a number of young Giants had already finished eating.

Zhou Leng's gaze suddenly shifted, turning his head back.

In the cafeteria sat some people wearing robes of the Ice Snow Divine Sect, appearing to be Demon Spirit Warriors from the Demon Spirit World.

In the Demon Spirit World, some people cannot control Demon Spirits and cannot use Spells.

Demon Spirit Masters use Demon Spirit Technique, extracting Demon Spirits and merging them into their bodies, transforming them into powerful Demon Spirit Warriors.

The upper limit for Demon Spirit Warriors is not high, at most the Peak of Innate.

But they are numerous, more powerful than humans below the Innate Realm. After reaching the Innate Realm, they are easily defeated by the Human Race's Innate.

"Is your appetite always this big?" Zhang Xinglie asked.

"It's been getting bigger recently."

"Good, it means your body is growing rapidly. When you eat less, it means your body has reached its current realm. Otherwise, it means you haven't reached the physical limit of the current realm. My appetite often increases drastically, usually returning to normal in a month."

The examiner stood in the cafeteria, shouting loudly.

"Kids, the second trial is the Sleeping Throne, prepare yourselves, and we'll head to the trial shortly."

The entire place fell silent, with many Giants staring blankly, and some cursing under their breath.

Mountain River Oak cursed quietly, then explained to Zhou Leng and Molten Hammer.

"Prepare yourselves, the Sleeping Throne is one of the most difficult of all trials."

Molten Hammer asked, "I've never heard of this trial."

Mountain River Oak continued, "This trial is very simple, you just sit."

"The place to sit is the 'Painful Lotus', its leaves sprouting sharp needles, densely packed."

"Sounds ordinary, right? But the Painful Lotus has the capability of inducing hallucinations and amplifying pain."

"Those needles might not even penetrate our skin, but at the moment of contact, they trigger an illusion attack."

How painful is the Painful Lotus, you ask? Let's say, some Giants have been painfully tortured to death by it."

Molten Hammer was shocked, "Exaggerated much? Can illusions really kill?"

"Have you forgotten about Demon Spirit Magic?"

Molten Hammer suddenly realized and said, "I understand. Some Demon Spirit Illusions make people believe they are dead, and then they actually die."

"The most powerful aspect of the Painful Lotus isn't just causing pain, but potentially inducing excessive fear, amplifying the pain, which is the reason for illusion-induced death."

"Because everyone gathers together, it forms collective panic, which is also a form of torment."

"In the last trial, carrying stones reduced over twenty thousand people directly to a little over ten thousand. The Painful Lotus may leave only five thousand, or even fewer."

"Why is it called the Sleeping Throne?" Molten Hammer asked.

"If you feel too much pain, you might faint, falling into the sleep woven by the Painful Lotus. And then, the most terrifying is..."

Mountain River Oak scanned the crowd, slowly saying, "If you feel like you're about to faint, admit defeat decisively. Because once you faint, you fall into the Painful Lotus's sleep, entering an endless 'Death Dream' cycle."

"Then, your consciousness will gradually collapse, at best going mad, at worst your consciousness dissipates, turning into a mindless fool."

"See those giants outside the cafeteria? They are the pitiful ones whose consciousness was stripped away by the Painful Lotus."

"Isn't this a bit too ruthless?" Zhang Xinglie had never encountered such a trial.

"If you can't withstand even this trial, how can you be worthy of Ancestral Protection from the Giant Ancestors? How can you slay a Giant Dragon? Do you really think the Giant Trial is a welfare distribution?"

Zhou Leng said, "This is the second trial, so if one's consciousness is fatigued or even injured, how can they proceed to the third trial?"

"That's why the Sleeping Throne trial is one of the toughest trials."

Everyone instantly understood that the scariest part of this trial is the impact on the later stages.

"Can't we take medicine afterward?"

"You can, but only a few specified types. Of course..."

Mountain River Oak bent down, covering his mouth with his right hand and whispered, "Once you enter the third trial, if there are no examiners nearby, no one really pays attention to what you take. Whoever is honest suffers. But don't get caught on the spot, or you'll have your legs broken and disqualified from the trial."

Zhang Xinglie lamented, "No wonder many friends from Xiong City refuse to take the Giant Trial, it seems they already know the difficulty of the Giant Trial."

"Indeed, it's even harder than us Dwarves' trials." Molten Hammer looked helpless.

Zhou Leng said, "How do you all deal with the Sleeping Throne? Zhang Xinglie and I both have the Martial Arts Will Mountain Illusion, which should alleviate the pain."

Mountain River Oak laughed and said, "Us? Of course we just endure it."

Molten Hammer chuckled, "We dwarves are naturally immune to some minor illusion techniques, not sure if it's our innate talent or just a good mindset. Those Sea Sirens are in for it, there's no seawater here."

Saying this, everyone looked over at those emaciated Sea Sirens.

Zhou Leng caught sight from the corner of his eye that a Demon Spirit Warrior from the Ice Snow Divine Sect was looking at him, raising his guard.

Zhou Leng waved everyone over, and they bent down to listen closely.

"Do any of you know about the Ice Snow Divine Sect? Especially in the Demon Spirit World? There's very little information in my database."

Zhang Xinglie said, "I have information from Yunhua, I'll send you some to take a look."

Zhang Xinglie spoke and used his Demonized Watch to transmit the relevant messages.

Mountain River Oak shook his head, "We do a lot of business with the Demon Spirit World, but not much else, the dwarves more so."

Molten Hammer shook his head, "I don't know either."

Black Barrel slowly said in Dwarf language, "I know a bit, I have a friend in the Ice Snow Divine Sect."

"Ice Snow Divine Sect is considered secret in other places, but not in the Demon Spirit World."

"The Ice Snow Divine Sect acts low-key, but is widely spread."

"They have influence in the Demon Worship Sect, Demons, Sea Sirens, Demon Spirit World, and Tree-man World."

"Many people mistakenly think the leader of the Ice Snow Divine Sect is the Pale Queen of Demon Purgatory, but that's not the case."

"The God of Ice and Snow worshiped by the Ice Snow Divine Sect has a higher status than the Pale Queen. According to my friend, the Pale Queen seems to be a type of divine spirit, a subordinate of the God of Ice and Snow, but that's just speculation."

"The headquarters of the Ice Snow Divine Sect is in the Demon Spirit World."

"Frost Country, you've heard of it, right?"

Everyone nodded.

Only Zhang Xinglie began struggling when they started, even though he recently crammed Dwarf language, he couldn't fully understand.

Zhou Leng said, "Frost Country in the Demon Spirit World is not considered a first-rate major country, but is one of the best among second-rate major countries, with its Ice Series Demonized Items selling well across the Ten Realms."

Black Barrel said, "Yes, the royal family of Frost Country and the Frost Magic Association may appear to be Ice Series Demon Spirit Master organizations, but in reality, they are two sides of the same coin with the Ice Snow Divine Sect."

"It's said that when the God of Ice and Snow disappeared, the Ice Snow Divine Sect split into two to avoid catastrophic disaster, with one group following the pure Ice Series Demon Spirit Master path."

"The purpose of the Ice Snow Divine Sect is to resurrect the God of Ice and Snow and reconnect the faith. This is also why the Ice Snow Divine Sect is spread throughout the Ten Realms."

"They do things low-key, have a good reputation, and have almost no enemies."

"I see," Zhou Leng nodded lightly.

Zhang Xinglie said, "Indeed, although the Ice Snow Divine Sect also expanded powers within the Demon Worship Sect, they rarely directly attack the Human Race. Even if they do, it's like they're subordinates led by demons, so the Human Race doesn't have much conflict with the Ice Snow Divine Sect, turning a blind eye to many things."

Zhou Leng browsed the information sent by Zhang Xinglie.

"Get some rest, then prepare for the Sleeping Throne..."

After dinner, everyone rested for an hour before the examiner walked in.

"The second trial is about to begin. Come with me."

Everyone followed the examiner as he walked and talked.

"The rules are simple, ensure you don't sleep, don't faint, and don't die. Once time is up, you pass."

"If you faint or fall asleep, you'll get your leg broken."

"If you die, get your leg broken and thrown out to feed the dogs."

"End it voluntarily, and get your leg broken."

"Of course, we giants are reasonable. If you give up before the Sleeping Throne, it shows you're smart, no broken legs."

The examinees looked at each other, understanding each other's thoughts.

They really wanted to break the examiner's leg.

The examiner led everyone to the edge of a vast lake, extending beyond sight.

At the lake's edge, large thick lotus leaves emerged from the water, spreading across the lakeside ground.

These lotus leaves were three inches thick and had a diameter of over two meters, standing upright with densely packed tiny sharp spikes, about an inch high.

Those spikes were even sharper than steel needles.

Zhou Leng, Zhang Xinglie, and the dwarves exchanged looks.

For the giants, these spikes weren't considered long.

But for humans and dwarves, it was a completely different story.

"This could take our lives..." Molten Hammer learned some Human Race language from Ruda.

Zhang Xinglie said, "When we sit on it, be sure to avoid the vital spots, avoid the major blood vessels, and it should be fine."

"You say it like it's easy, just make sure you don't scream," Molten Hammer said.

Zhang Xinglie said, "I've spent more time in the Lava Hall than you."

"Dwarves never submit!" Molten Hammer said, half self-mockingly and half defiantly.

Mountain River Origin asked, "How long did you stay in the Lava Hall?"

"Thirty-six minutes."

Mountain River Oak said, "That brutal? My brother only lasted thirty-two minutes his first time."

Mountain River Origin looked at Zhang Xinglie, giving this Yunhua prodigy more importance.

Molten Hammer pouted, pointing at Zhou Leng, "Why aren't you asking this brute?"

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