The Black Crow Emperor gave a low chuckle and said, "The two who stumbled in here blindly that day have also entered the final trial, haven't they?"
"If they made it to the end of the boot camp, they naturally qualify for the trial."
"It was fate that led these two to Wutong Mountain and their strength and cultivation enabled them to last until the end of the training. It would be even more fateful if they manage to endure the ten-day trial. I'm very much looking forward to their performance."
A touch of indifferent smile emerged on Crow Emperor's handsome face.
"Let's hope they can survive."
I truly don't care how many of my people will die. The blind reproducing over the years has pushed Black Crow Valley to its limit. With no natural predators, no intra-species competition, and consecutive generations being born in high numbers, our population is growing too fast...
Even many of the Crow demons with average cultivation have become the ancestors of hundreds of generations.
