"Phew!"
When Mo Wangchen also stepped onto the high platform, he immediately felt a powerful pressure descending upon him. This pressure, unlike any before, faintly seemed to want to erode his perception.
It made him feel somewhat dizzy, but this dizziness lasted only for a moment. He let out a long breath and, like most others, sat down cross-legged in place.
There were more than two thousand inheritance disciples in the Pill Sect, but not all participated in the selection. Currently, the number of participants in the first stage was approximately only fifteen hundred.
Among them, most were three-grade inheritance disciples, about a hundred were four-grade, while only a few, like Luo Yuntian, were five-grade.
As time passed, after approximately one incense stick's time, some started to falter and walked off the high platform, letting out long breaths with a hint of dread in their eyes.