The fifty eliminated contestants were suddenly teleported out. They stared blankly into the distance, where a figure stood atop each of the fifty Floating Mountain Summits.
Their faces were filled with utter disappointment, and the remaining fifty all let out heavy sighs.
They had worked so hard, given their all to overcome obstacles for so long, yet they still failed to enter the top fifty.
The Peak Emperor-Tier Martial Technique was ultimately beyond their reach.
What a pity.
The fifty of them felt incomparably regretful.
The person closest to the Floating Mountain Summit at the finish line hesitantly raised his right hand, not knowing what to say.
Just one step. One more step, and he would have entered the top fifty.
He had been only one rank away from obtaining a Peak Emperor-Tier Martial Technique.
Sigh...
A heart-wrenching pain spread through his chest. That was a Peak Emperor-Tier Martial Technique. If converted into Sacred Land Contribution Points, it would take at least tens of millions to exchange for one.
A single mission could earn at most tens of thousands of points, and sometimes only a few thousand. How many missions would one need to complete to exchange for a Peak Emperor-Tier Martial Technique?
Soon after, those who had failed the second trial were enveloped by a gentle force. It carried them lightly back to the Initial Mountain Summit, where they stood together with the other nine hundred and two people.
Then, the Initial Mountain Summit instantly moved to where Su Yuan and the other fifty were, and the two groups looked at one another.
Among the fifty who had passed the second trial, a small number gazed at the opposite group, where nearly everyone wore dejected expressions.
Their expressions gradually turned solemn as they silently vowed to continue giving their