This made Lin Feng feel somewhat helpless; he could devour others’ stars or beast souls, but he couldn’t let other disciples at the academy know.

Nonetheless, Lin Feng ultimately chose the Demon Cloud Sea.

Because the Demon Armor Clan in the Demon Cloud Sea is very populous, yet their strength isn’t too formidable, not even a Martial Venerate among them, with only a few high-rank Martial Emperor Demon Armor Clan members.

The main factor is that the Demon Armor Clan all possess powerful Demon Souls.

Although Lin Feng had never devoured a Demon Soul, presumably, it shouldn’t be inferior to a beast soul.

As for partnering with others, he could split up once he reached the Demon Cloud Sea.

Having chosen the trial ground, Lin Feng immediately walked out of the pavilion and headed toward South Garden Wonton.

South Garden Wonton is a place leading to various trial grounds, housing transmission arrays or space channels within.

These are all recorded in the Divine Martial Record.

It wasn’t long before Lin Feng arrived at South Garden Wonton.

This is a cyan stone structure, covering a thousand zhang and standing over three hundred zhang tall, rustic and grand.

Entering South Garden Wonton, Lin Feng discovered dozens of small transmission arrays carved within, each array engraved with the destination’s name.

Additionally, there were dozens of light gates floating in the air, with stone tablets erected beneath each light gate, also inscribed with the destination the light gate leads to.

The shape of this South Garden Wonton is somewhat similar to the Qiankun Array of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

Seeing those light gates, Lin Feng knew they were gateways to various small worlds, involuntarily reminding him of the Heavenly Vault World.

The fate of these small worlds is estimated to be almost the same as the Heavenly Vault World, serving as trial grounds for disciples of the Divine Martial Academy.

This made him sigh inwardly, feeling sorrow for the Heavenly Vault World and these small worlds.

In weak places, martial artists can only be enslaved by the strong, unable to change.

Of course, these are just some of Lin Feng’s sentiments; perhaps these small worlds connected by the light gates do not contain humans.

At this moment, besides two mentors from the academy, there were dozens of disciples from South Garden, either clustered in threes and twos or alone, scattered throughout the large hall with the noise rising continuously.

Lin Feng’s arrival instantly drew everyone’s attention, all eyes turning toward him.

Of course, this wasn’t because others valued Lin Feng highly, but because everyone was choosing teammates.

With a disciple arriving, people naturally had to check him out.

However, upon seeing Lin Feng, almost everyone lost interest; although the matter of him rejecting Huo Yuan, the holy master, had spread within the outer mansion, his low cultivation level made him not a choice for anyone.

Lin Feng glanced over the crowd and began strolling through the large hall, quickly finding the transmission array leading to the Demon Cloud Sea. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

At this moment, around the large array leading to the Demon Cloud Sea, there were three disciples.

The three were two men and one woman; the woman was quite beautiful, wearing a jade-colored long dress, with fair skin, and a voluptuous, curvy figure, extremely alluring.

Of the two males, one had a slightly dark complexion, sturdy build, appearing honest and straightforward.

The other had a tall stature, dignified appearance, with an extraordinary demeanor and an impressive aura.

"Are the three of you headed to the Demon Cloud Sea? How about we team up?" Lin Feng glanced at the trio, speaking in a deep voice.

He noticed these three didn’t have high cultivation levels; the woman was at the First Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm, and the two young men were at the Second Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm.

However, the extraordinary young man had an even stronger presence, seemingly at the peak of the Second Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"You?"

The tall young man heard this, glanced at Lin Feng, and sneered, saying, "Are you expecting us to protect you at the Demon Cloud Sea?"

The young man’s face was full of disdain; all three were at the Martial Emperor Realm, so why would they team up with someone like Lin Feng, who was only at the Quasi Emperor Realm!

Hearing this, Lin Feng’s face darkened; if they weren’t teaming up, they weren’t teaming up, but the other’s words were overly insulting!

"Aren’t you a bit too arrogant?" Lin Feng said coldly.

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, the tall young man’s eyes immediately narrowed, flashing with cold light as he said coldly, "Do you really think having Huo Yuan, the holy master, backing you means you can act recklessly?"

During the last lecture in the square, the tall young man was also present, thus knew Lin Feng was the one rumored to have refused Huo Yuan.

Lin Feng sneered inwardly; he hardly knew Huo Yuan and never thought of having him as support; he was about to speak again when the slightly dark-complexioned young man interrupted,

"Brother Liao, calm down; I see this brother’s aura is profound, even if he’s not at the Martial Emperor Realm, his strength shouldn’t be weak; why don’t we team up?"

The dark-skinned young man mediated, not wanting Lin Feng and the young man to have a falling out, thus disrupting the trial.

"Nie Qian, the Demon Cloud Sea is extremely dangerous; aren’t you worried he’ll hold us back?" The tall young man asked the dark-skinned young man.

Heading to the Demon Cloud Sea requires at least finding teammates above the Martial Emperor Realm! Not that they’ll be much help, but at least they won’t drag us down.

"Well...!" The dark-skinned young man, Nie Qian, paused upon hearing this, then turned to ask the voluptuous woman, "Miss Han Ying, what do you think?"

The voluptuous woman pondered for a moment, then said softly, "Let’s allow him to join; anyway, we’ve waited for an hour, and there’s no one else going to the Demon Cloud Sea; an extra person is an extra strength!"

"Exactly! Four is better than three; Brother Liao, what do you think?" Nie Qian nodded, seeking the tall young man’s opinion again.

Seeing Nie Qian and Han Ying both agreeing to let Lin Feng join, the tall young man felt embarrassed, his eyes flashing with coldness.