Aside from Ling Qingzhu, Ying Huanhuan, and Jiang Yinyin, another man appeared afterward. Like Long Aotian, his entire body was covered in blood from the terrifying pulling force on the steps. Yet he stubbornly held on with his last breath and reached the top of the stairway. His name was Wang Yan.
"Wang Yan?"
Xiao Han was slightly stunned. The other party's relevant personal information immediately surfaced in his mind. Damn, why is this guy here too? He's no harmless character!
The elimination rate this time was still terrifying. The first trial alone eliminated half the contestants. Among them, all one hundred disciples from the eight super forces of the Eastern Xuan Region, as well as the disciples from the Hall of Darkness in the Western Xuan Region, passed the first assessment.
However, among those hundred people, only Ling Qingzhu, Ying Huanhuan, Jiang Yinyin, and Wang Yan had perfectly cleared the first trial and climbed all one thousand steps. The others stopped somewhere between the eight hundred fiftieth and nine hundred ninetieth steps.
Since this was an additional Beginner assessment held by the Misty Immortal Sect this year, none of the contestants complained. Each of them gave it their all, challenging their limits and climbing every step with everything they had. Their purpose was simple: they did not want to miss this rare opportunity, an opportunity generously bestowed by the Misty Immortal Sect upon all living beings of the Xuan Region.
The second trial tested one's comprehension.
Comprehension was an elusive thing, difficult to grasp and almost predetermined from birth. In the second trial, not only were many martial artists who had come after hearing the news eliminated, but even more than a dozen of the hundred disciples from the super forces of the Eastern and Western Xuan Regions were