Gu Ming had been writing his thesis draft in a corner, unnoticed and drawing little attention.
Few people knew him—only the twenty-four other contestants from his province. The rest of the candidates were unfamiliar with him.
Everyone was writing their drafts, yet no one had managed to summon the Hall of the Great Dao.
This was mainly because the truly talented Array geniuses were still racking their brains for final optimizations and hadn't finalized their papers yet.
They were all aiming to receive the best possible Holy Light certification the moment their Array theses took final form.
Who would have thought that the candidate to first summon the Hall of the Great Dao would cause such a huge commotion?
And it just had to be from a forgotten spot in the Southwest corner. Everyone silently counted the colors of the light shining down from the sky:
One color, two colors, three colors... Four colors!
