Duan Rong, upon reaching the red line, almost without pausing, stepped across it.
But after crossing the red line, his divine soul began to tingle under the pressure.
Duan Rong keenly noticed that after crossing the red line, the soothing effect of the musical notes seemed to diminish significantly, to the point where they scarcely had any effect.
Standing there, he glanced sideways, noticing that near the altar, those who had crossed the red line, from the other four valleys, amounted to merely three or four people each, with his valley being the most desolate—only himself!
It seems it will not be easy to bypass the second trial!
Let alone step onto the altar and directly advance to become an Outer Disciple!
At this moment, atop the isolated peak southeast of the Deep Valley, many people stood up from their seats.
These elders from the Elder Hall were not here for entertainment; they were here to see how many people could cross the red line.
