Afterward, Qin Feng, Zhao Ziyan, and the others emerged one after another.
The first thing they did was sweep their eyes over the number of people present.
When they saw Chen Wen, their expressions changed involuntarily.
In their eyes, what right did Chen Wen have? Let alone emerging before them.
Yet the scene before them was the truth.
Before long, their eyes flickered, and like Long Qingyang, they silently found places to stand.
A figure hung high in midair. Looking at the people below, he said, "Thirty people entered the passages. In the end, twenty-six made it through. Mm, not bad at all."
At those words, everyone could not help but glance at Chen Wen again.
After all, Chen Wen had the lowest cultivation level among the thirty people.
Yet among the four eliminated, Chen Wen was not one of them.
They had no choice but to think more deeply about it.
But in the end, they attributed it all to luck.
Chen Wen must have chosen the weakest passage, allowing him to pass.
Other than that, they could not think of any other possibility.
Just then, the figure in midair moved.
With a wave of his hand, three Formation Diagrams appeared ahead.
Strange fluctuations flowed within the Formation Diagrams, constantly twisting the space around them.
After doing all this, the figure said, "Next comes the allocation of secret realms. The imprints you obtained will determine which tier you belong to."
As he spoke, his tone shifted. "First, the nineteen people who obtained Human Tier Imprints, step forward."
As soon as those words fell, nineteen men and women in the crowd took a deep breath and stepped out.
How could this be?
Ning Qingxue, Long Qingyang, and the others could not help but change expression.
Because Chen Wen was not