“There is no limit to the number of people admitted for this assessment.”
Hearing this, everyone was ecstatic.
In the past, there was a strict quota for the recruitment of eight-star civilizations. No matter how talented you were, as long as you didn’t rank high in the assessment, you wouldn’t be fated to be an eight-star civilization.
But now, it was different. There was no limit to the number of people admitted.
“The prerequisite is that you can pass the test,”the old man added.
This was already within everyone’s expectations. One after another, they listened attentively to the old man’s request.
“There is only one requirement for this test. Enter the Forbidden Forest and capture a Holy Spirit,”the gray-robed old man said slowly.
Instantly, many people whose faces were filled with joy felt as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on them. The smiles on their faces disappeared bit by bit.
