Duan Donghe Wu reappeared in the Life-and-Death Corridor.
But the smile on his face had faded, and his indifference and dignity had returned.
"You should thank Wanxiang."
"It was his mercy that gave you this chance to continue 'competing' with him."
"From here on, the rules remain the same," Duan Donghe continued.
"As long as you can pass the successive trials within the allotted time and meet the corresponding standards."
"Then you will still have a chance to obtain the inheritance of my Duan Donghe Lineage."
The powerhouses of the various races were stunned at first, then their eyes blazed with wild delight!
Although they did not understand why Wanxiang had suddenly left or why he had given them this chance, as long as there was hope, however slim, it was still better than utter despair!
For a time, hope rekindled in the hearts of many candidates in the corridor. Yet Duan Donghe's next words were like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly cooling most of their newly kindled enthusiasm.
"But, to be honest!" Duan Donghe's voice abruptly grew colder. "After seeing Wanxiang, looking at you again..."
Duan Donghe Wu shook his head.
"With the little talent and comprehension you have shown so far, handing my Duan Donghe inheritance over to you feels rather painful."
Every candidate in the corridor froze, their wild delight congealing on their faces into something exceptionally comical.
Had they been found wanting?
Had they just been openly scorned?
To be honest, before meeting Hu Yanbo, Duan Donghe Wu had felt that picking the best of a poor lot, someone who met Duan Donghe's minimum requirements, would be enough.
But after seeing Hu Yanbo, handing it over based on the minimum requirements felt painful!
He wanted to find another Third Generation Ancestor