However, everyone had heard very clearly that the longer they stayed here, the more benefits they would obtain. Thus, everyone was gritting their teeth and holding on.
Of course, Ling Han was completely unperturbed. As someone who possessed the battle prowess of a high-level Saint, would he take such a small token to heart?
He merely sat quietly.
This was a very good opportunity for him to shine and gain the notice of the Martial Hall, becoming a stepping stone for him to enter into the inner ranks of the Buddhist Race.
Otherwise, how long would it take for him to rise up step by step and gain the notice of the Buddhist Race?
He didn't have much time. Thus, though rising too quickly would definitely be risky, Ling Han couldn't care less.
Merely half an hour later, therewas one that could no longer bear it, and crawled out, screaming in pain.
There were already people from the Martial Hall standing guard at the side, and they immediately carried this person out for treatment.
