Chen Mo and Lin Yi exchanged a glance, as if deciding who would go first.
Seeing Chen Mo remain still, Lin Yi spoke again. "You go first."
Seeing how polite Lin Yi was, Chen Mo did not stand on ceremony.
He walked toward one of the three remaining meditation cushions.
With a devout heart, Chen Mo gently placed his hand on the cushion, showing not the slightest disrespect.
Queen Medusa and the others had all received the cushion's recognition.
Chen Mo surpassed Queen Medusa and the others in every aspect, so logically, he should naturally have met its requirements as well.
Yet an accident occurred.
The instant Chen Mo's hand touched the meditation cushion, the entire cushion began to tremble.
Those nearby who had finished comprehending or had yet to begin hurriedly retreated upon seeing this, their faces filled with surprise.
"What's going on? Why is the meditation cushion moving?"
"No way. With Chen Mo's talent, how could he fail to gain the cushion's recognition? What went wrong?"
"Could it be that too many people comprehended at once and damaged the cushion?"
For a moment, everyone began discussing it heatedly.
Fortunately, Queen Medusa and the others were still comprehending with their eyes closed. Otherwise, they would have already been panicking.
As for Wushuang Zi and the others, they were enjoying the show, wishing for something to happen to Chen Mo.
A moment later, the meditation cushion erupted with vast rays of light. Under their shroud, Chen Mo was actually sucked into the cushion.
Everyone stared in stunned disbelief.
What was going on?
They had imagined Chen Mo being flung away by the cushion.
Or even, like those before him, being reduced to ashes by the lightning released from the cushion.
But they had never expected Chen Mo to be sucked