"Second batch!"
The Cloth-Clad Old Man reached out and casually drew another stroke across the register, circling the names of two hundred people.
As those names drifted out, the Martial Artists who saw their names entered the ancient hall one after another...
The challenges in this Dreamlike Space were something the vast majority of Martial Artists could endure through the first six rounds.
After six rounds, the difficulty grew greater and greater. Martial Artists began dying inside one after another, eliminated from the Dreamlike Space.
Seven rounds, eight rounds, nine rounds, ten rounds...
As the difficulty continued to rise, the number of eliminated Martial Artists also increased.
Still, several Martial Artists in the second batch were particularly eye-catching.
Take that Martial Artist Li, for example. He had held out all the way to the nineteenth round before finally being eliminated!
The Cloth-Clad Old Man was rather satisfied this time and said, "Among this batch of Martial Artists, Li Youran held out to the nineteenth round. Not bad!"
A faint smile appeared on Li Youran's face, but his gaze swept indifferently over Luo Zheng and Ai Anxin. After all, geniuses capable of entering the Thirteen Palaces were extraordinarily proud.
Before participating in the Kindling Inheritance, Li Youran had been very confident in his own strength. Yet inside the One Thought Seal Tower, this Martial Artist Li had been struck hard by Luo Zheng and Ai Anxin!
Even though he had considered that taking First Place would probably be very difficult, he had never imagined that the gap between him and those two would be so vast...
The trial in this Dreamlike Space was no longer a contest of endurance. It required them to unleash their strongest combat power. But he had no idea how powerful Luo Zheng and Ai Anxin truly