Passing the Selection! Pei Daoming's Loan Terms

Everyone knew that things had reached the critical moment. At a time like this, disturbing anyone would make them mortal enemies.

And the reason everyone had stayed was to see who was the most capable, so they could go up, offer congratulations, and make their acquaintance. They had not come here to make enemies.

So.

After hearing Jiang Yan's warning, everyone nodded inwardly. Some sat down to rest, while others stood still, quietly watching.

A long while passed.

Then another person stopped, shook his head slightly and sighed. He swept his gaze around, surprise showing in his eyes, then cupped his hands to Jiang Yan and also stood quietly to watch.

This man also reached sixty percent purity, but his speed was slower than the previous person's. Looks like he's not as good as him.

Zhang Lingshan thought to himself.

Everyone else was focusing wholeheartedly on purification, but he still had spare energy to observe, because he was the Soul Tree and had the ability to split his attention.

Seeing how weak everyone was, he felt even steadier inside.

At present, aside from himself, there were three people left. Apart from the middle-aged beauty whose flame intensity was the highest, the other two were just like him, Zhang Lingshan—none of them had even reached the Third Layer standard of seventy percent purity.

Even that beauty had only barely refined it to seventy percent. Her face was slightly pale, and signs of exhaustion had already appeared. It was clear that even for her, trying to purify it to seventy-five percent would be more than enough to give her a hard time.

Time continued to flow slowly through the furnaces of the few remaining people.

Half an hour passed.

"Ugh."

Someone suddenly let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner