A big countdown floated before the 25 cultivators while they gazed at the blazing light below them.
They had been teleported to the peak of the mountain but were facing a path that led downwards.
Two black pillars shining with many red lines looked to be the starting line and if they crossed it their time would start.
Noah took a deep breath while he waited for the two minutes countdown to end. It was practically a race at this point, only that many challenges filled the path to the mountains foot.
Noah felt confident in his ability, but he couldn't determine how fast he would finish until he laid eyes on the obstacles. He had a hint that there would be more down there than fire.
More than halfway through the countdown everyone already had their minds in a calm and focused state. Their eyes set on the starting line before them while many of them wielded their weapons. Noah wasn't one of them, but he was always prepared.
