The Guardian pointed at the miserable figure on the ground.
"In severe cases, it ends up like that!"
"Once an opening appears, the unstable Authority rules within the body will backlash, triggering a Rule Chain! When that happens, not only will years of cultivation be ruined and the soul grievously injured, but it will also spread to the surroundings and harm others."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the crowd, particularly those Authority Holders whose auras were mottled, who had clearly cultivated multiple Authorities or had imperfectly fused their Authorities. The warning in his eyes was unmistakable.
"The Myriad Hearts Stone is both an opportunity and a touchstone."
"What it reveals is whether the foundation of your path is stable. If the foundation is weak, forcing yourselves to peer ahead will only lead to your own destruction."
"The Hidden Light Hall provides the opportunity for testing, but you must bear the risks yourselves. If you trigger a Rule Chain due to your own issues and damage the testing grounds..."
The Guardian's gaze abruptly turned stern.
"You will bear the consequences yourselves and compensate for all losses!"
Having said that, the Guardian spoke no further. He merely lifted a hand lightly, and a gentle yet irresistible force raised the weakened Rule Authority Holder from the ground and moved him to a relatively open area at the edge of the plaza, separating him from the other people in line. Clearly, he was to be dealt with later—or left to fend for himself.
Then, he turned to the Myriad Hearts Stone and checked the state of the crystal. After confirming that its core was undamaged and that it had merely expended somewhat more energy, he looked back toward the waiting queue. The calm indifference returned to his face, as though the harrowing scene