"I'll go first and test this stele for all my senior brothers and sisters!"
The male disciple, around twenty years old, was the very one Lu Liqian had driven away earlier. Excited, he jogged forward and was the first to arrive before the black ancient stele that tested spiritual power.
As he circulated his spiritual power, wisps of fiery aura rose from his body. This was the natural outward manifestation of having cultivated the Precious Furnace Qi Absorption Art and fire-based spells to a certain level.
With such an aura, wandering souls would not dare come within thirty feet of him.
"Ah!"
After gathering strength for two breaths, his face flushed crimson, and the male disciple finally shouted as he swung his fist down hard. It smashed into the black ancient stele with a boom, scattering flames.
Yet the ancient stele did not budge an inch.
Instead, more than a dozen of the ancient incantation symbols arranged in circles and rows across its surface lit up!
"Sixth layer of Qi Refining. His spiritual power is barely passable. He lit thirteen incantation symbols, but he still falls a little short of the minimum standard for selection!"
Patrol Envoy Mo glanced over and casually offered a few comments, seemingly to encourage the first disciple to step forward.
Somewhat ashamed, the male disciple walked over to the grayish-white ancient stele.
The instant he approached the white stele, his body suddenly trembled. Then, as though his soul had left his body, he began shaking uncontrollably.
Seeing this from the rear, Li Qingyun's heart stirred.
He could tell that the disciple had been pulled into some sort of illusion by that grayish-white ancient stele in an instant.
"Using an illusion to test one's temperament? Then if those of us going later know it is an