"How long until it ends?" Qing Chen's face was dark, his gaze sharp as a blade as he looked coldly at a manager beside him.
"R-Reporting to the chief examiner, another hour..." The manager lowered his head, not daring even to breathe loudly.
Qing Chen's gaze then turned to the light screen beside him. Only a scant few points of light still flickered on it, fewer than fifty remaining.
This meant that over the preceding several hours, dozens more cultivators had crushed their Teleportation Command Tokens to get out.
Only two hundred cultivators stayed for the full half month and reached the finish, Qing Chen silently calculated.
At present, only these two hundred cultivators qualified to contend for the top ten, and they would also receive an additional ten points.
Did something happen to Gao Yuliang too? Could neither of these two manage to obtain even a single Foundation Establishment Pill? Qing Chen's eyes flickered slightly.
Under the Dragon Gate Gathering's rules, after participating disciples were forcibly teleported out or successfully reached the finish, they had to place the materials uniquely identifying the demon beasts they had obtained into Storage Bags.
They also had to hand them to the managers immediately to have magic power labels attached.
This was to ensure the trial's fairness and impartiality and prevent anyone from cheating.
Cultivators who remained until the final moment and successfully reached the trial gate would receive an additional magic power mark.
These materials would then be placed aboard a Spirit Ship under the joint watch of five managers, ensuring nothing could go wrong.
Finally, the chief examiner and several assistant examiners would count the demon beast materials and assign the total points.
Qing Chen ordered in a low voice, "Go, notify all the managers to tighten their vigilance and prevent