Promotion to the Third Order

The first floor of the Deathmatch Battlefield.

Under the gazes of countless people—or rather, gazes filled with envy and amazement—Lin An turned his back on them and activated the Promotion Procedure.

Unlike when an ordinary Awakener advanced to the Third Order, when they merely disappeared suddenly and then reappeared just as suddenly,

this time, under what the System called a special advancement, everyone sensed a tremendous difference.

"Buzz—buzz—buzz—buzz"

Four pillars of light appeared simultaneously around the ancient altar, which occupied nearly a thousand square meters, ultimately converging and firmly locking onto the center of the altar.

Spiritual energy surged forth. Under the intense Spiritual Energy interference, everyone felt the figure floating alone in the center of the altar begin to twist gradually.

Their breathing was suppressed, and their bodies sank.

In just a few seconds, the vast amount of energy spilling out had nearly filled the entire altar.

As they felt the overflowing spiritual energy, every Awakener present felt as though the pores across their bodies had opened. Quite a few even subconsciously opened their mouths, trying to "take" a little for themselves.

This feeling was practically like soaking in a Spiritual Energy Node

The Coercive Pressure was overwhelming.

Perhaps because he had obtained four special advancement qualifications all by himself, Lin An, floating in midair, even felt that he did not need to expend anything. He was simply lifted up by streams of pure energy.

Essence, containing powers of different attributes, crazily drilled into his body.

The air twisted.

Standing beneath the altar, everyone could only watch numbly as Lin An's figure was gradually enveloped by the dense spiritual energy, forming a Light Sphere.

If gazes had temperature, Lin An would probably have been reduced to ashes by now.

It was impossible to imagine just how high the energy