Suddenly, the white light consumed him, and before he could brace himself, he found himself in the fourth level: Patience.
Ye Yang found himself standing in a long, snaking line with many people his age. Multiple lines snaked through the crowd, all converging towards a colossal mountain. Its peak was shrouded in mist, and at its foot, seven figures hovered in the air.
One of them spoke, his voice booming, "Those who wish to be part of the sect, only they can remain here. Others must leave."
Ye Yang remained in the line as he knew this was another trial from the puzzle formation and to clear it, he has to join the sect, with that he remained while like him no one left.
The seven figures smiled. Another one of them spoke, "We are seven outer sect elders of this sect, and to join, you must pass our trials." As he finished, a murmur rippled through the crowd of participants.
