When Lin Chuan entered the thirty-first stage, the cultivators outside who had been staring at the projection array were momentarily stunned, followed by a frenzy of wild cheering.
Of course, there was also a small minority who, after snapping out of their daze, wailed in despair, because they had placed their bets on Lin Chuan failing to reach the thirty-first stage.
Inside the private box, Jiang Caiwei saw the light point of the thirtieth stage instantly leap into the thirty-first, and her tightly clenched hands slowly relaxed as a heavy weight lifted from her heart.
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