Night had already fallen. Lin Yong easily passed the first two trials and arrived at the table holding ten small tripods. He glanced at the hourglass on the table; sand was still flowing down, and there was quite a bit left.
This final trial required the cultivator to lift all ten small tripods on the table. It sounded simple, but the material of each tripod was different. The further to the left, the more special the material and the harder it was to lift—and only Soul Power could be used! If anyone were caught using Spiritual Power midway, not only would they be disqualified, but they would also incur the wrath of the major families!
"Scram! It's already over here!" Lin Yong stepped up to the table, and a man waved his hand in utter disdain, trying to drive Lin Yong away with a gloomy face. "Can't you see what time it is? Get lost and come back next time!"
Chapter 392