The moment the Mystic Chess Realm took shape around Jiang Hai, everything in the Chessboard World collapsed.
Jiang Hai reappeared outside the door.
Jiang Hai felt as though he had just woken from a dream. A strand of red energy curled around his fingertip. Was this the magic power of this world? It was only a faint wisp, utterly insignificant compared to Soul Power, yet even his Soul Power developed an overwhelming hunger for it, as though it were some supreme tonic.
Jiang Hai did not let his Soul Power devour the Magic Energy. He still needed to learn magic in this world and would be staying for some time. Having Magic Energy as a disguise would also keep others from discovering his identity.
Six hours. He actually stayed in there for six whole hours! And that was red Mystic Chess Realm magic power... Waves of shock crashed through Qi Wen's mind. Fortunately, the students who had failed had already been sent away. Otherwise, if word of this got out, it would surely shake the Eight East Dragon Sects.
Qi Wen nodded, the fervor in his eyes fading. He patted Jiang Hai's shoulder and said, "Mm, not bad. Although something went wrong with the Chessboard Realm and your results can't serve as a reliable reference, the fault lies with us. How about this? You can enter our Space Department as a specially admitted student."
So something had gone wrong with the assessment. That explained it. Enlightenment dawned on Jiang Hai. "Thank you, senior."
Qi Wen waved a hand. "I'm Qi Wen, the director of the Space Department's first year, and I'll also be teaching your Chess Magic class. You can just call me Teacher Qi Wen. Your name is Jiang Hai, right? Jiang Hai, I see you're already eighteen. What