Match 1,280.
It was an all-out five-person melee. After all, this was the only match in which all five participants had consecutive trial rankings, with little difference in their strength.
"I won." The black-clad, two-eyed swordsman drove his longsword into the ground and leaned on it to rest.
Dongguan glanced at his name, "Huimo Wu," then logged off.
Inside the white tower of the Light God Temple in Revered Light City, Dongguan took off his helmet.
"Shahua, you may leave now."
The bishop's voice was as ethereal as ever, but she held no unfavorable opinion of Shahua.
After all, even though Shahua had failed, he was still a Spirit Level genius who had made it into the top 6,400 on the Light and Dark Continent.
"Yes, Bishop." After responding, Shahua left through the open doors.
Only then did the bishop turn to Dongguan and Meng Jin, a smile appearing on her face.
"You have one more month. Come back in a month, and I will take you to the Light Capital." The bishop's tone was much warmer than before they had entered.
"Perhaps you still have many questions. You may ask them now."
"Your Grace, how exactly was the space where we underwent the trial and fought created? Does it fully simulate our bodies?" Dongguan asked.
Of course, he knew about Virtual Space. After all, Qiong, the intelligent life with him, could construct one himself.
But a virtual space and a virtual network were two different things.
Many members of the Qiong Luo Race had traveled to the Outer Domain Battlefield in the past. Drawing on their experiences and Dongguan's own memories, it was clear that the Virtual Universe was widely used throughout the universe. Both the Ancestral God School and this Secret Realm used it.
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