During the roll call by Fourth Elder, the atmosphere in the square gradually began to change.
Most of those with lower cultivation levels looked at the names being read out, and realizing their chances of selection were slim, quietly drifted away. Shaking their heads and sighing, or carrying a measure of disappointment and resentment, they silently left this place that had been so full of expectation yet ended in letdown.
As for those who remained, each had their own agenda. Some believed they still had a chance of being chosen; they stared intently at Fourth Elder, their eyes filled with anticipation and tension, as if every name called out could be the turning point of their destiny. Others stayed purely out of curiosity to see which lucky individuals would secure the opportunity to enter the secret realm, and to witness a selection process brimming with suspense and competition.
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