The atmosphere at the scene had once been incredibly tense.
The Direct Disciples of the Cold Snow Sect had all drawn their swords and stood in front of Jiang Lin, preventing him from giving chase. The Sword Qi they released made everyone's hearts tremble.
By then, the entrance trial had already ended.
Although only a hundred or so people had entered the Cold Snow Sect and most had failed, they did not seem disappointed or saddened by their failure.
On the contrary, what showed in their eyes was mostly excitement and tension, as if they had forgotten that they had come to take the entrance trial.
There was no helping it! This was thrilling!
Most cultivators had never held out much hope for passing the Cold Snow Sect's entrance trial in the first place.
After all, this was the number one sect of the Extremely Cold Continent. Even a Direct Disciple of an ordinary sect would probably only qualify as an Outer Disciple in the Cold Snow Sect. They had come here merely to try their luck and see whether they might encounter an Opportunity.
And an Opportunity was not something one could force. Otherwise, it would not be called an Opportunity.
If I gain an Opportunity, it is fortune; if I lose it, it is fate. At worst, I can come again the year after next.
But now, the Cold Snow Sect's Direct Disciples were facing off against Jiang Lin, number one on the Rising Tides List!
The situation was at the breaking point! It seemed as though a fight would erupt in the next moment.
This sort of thing was not something one saw often!
Not merely something one saw often!
This was practically a once-in-a-thousand-years spectacle!
And they were able to watch it live. This was simply