A few minutes later, amid heavy footsteps, a huge white-furred beast carried a woman to the rift.
Yun Yaoyao glanced at the rift, then turned her gaze to Bai Yi, who was already sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing.
"He bears two swords. He must be that Bai Yi from Qing River. He certainly has some skill."
Not intending to get too involved for the time being, Yun Yaoyao leaned back against the White Flame-Burning Brightness Beast and closed her eyes to rest while waiting for the next round to begin.
Time passed little by little. As all the Daoist Sons at the top of the rankings arrived at the rift, the second and third tiers following behind them gradually made their way over the mountain road as well.
Two hours later, when the last Dao Student arrived, the old man from Three Hearts Palace, hovering before the rift, slowly opened his eyes.
"This old man doesn't like to talk much. This second trial, the Ten Palaces Trial, is the rift canyon behind me."
"The last 5,400 people to emerge from this rift canyon will earn the right to enroll at Ten Palaces Academy."
"Remember, you must believe in yourselves. Otherwise, your lives may be in danger!"
"Remember! Remember!"
The old man from Three Hearts Palace looked around at everyone. His final two reminders rang out in their minds like the tolling of a bell, making the Dao Students, who had grown careless and happy after hearing the rules, turn deathly pale.
"Believe in ourselves?!"
Bai Yi's face was grave. He had yet to think much about what those words meant.
The old man from Three Hearts Palace turned to face the rift canyon before him. His expression filled with reverence, he clasped his hands and bowed. An ancient-looking Terminal