Draco and the other candidates seemed unbothered, as if they had expected this much. Clearly, the mayors of the various villages had informed their candidates of the various procedures of the competition before it had officially begun, but nothing of the activity itself.
Apparently, what occurred next was not exactly visible to the onlookers. Draco stood ramrod still as it got to his turn and his body and soul were searched by this spirit of the Refinement God.
Of course, upon inspecting him, it reeled back in utter shock, for the exact same reasons the Origin Gods had blessed him. Such a powerful yet chaotic bloodline and his special existence allowing him to come back to life endlessly unless his spirit got destroyed…
What the fuck was happening out there nowadays??? Shouldn't the state of the main plane be worse than the old era?
