Inside the great hall.
A phantasmal shadow swiftly shot out from a bronze ancient mirror.
Shang Xiuyuan opened his eyes, his expression dazed, seemingly still immersed in the interrogation by the Divine Thoughts of the Primordial Infant Elder.
"Brother Shang, you're awake?"
Guo Shan quietly inquired from the side.
"Mhm, what's the situation now?"
Shang Xiuyuan gradually regained his clarity and looked ahead at the less than fifty closed bronze ancient mirrors, softly asking.
"Most brothers from Sword Peak have roughly the same amount of time they persisted in the Illusion Realm, but compared to last time, Brother Shang, you stayed about half an hour longer. This is indeed a cause for celebration."
Guo Shan immediately replied.
It was still unclear how everyone specifically performed in the Illusion Realm, but one thing was certain, the longer one stayed in the Illusion Realm, the higher the score likely was.
"Brother Lu?"
"He hasn't returned yet."
"As expected."
