Upon hearing Qin Yang's words, the myriad figures sitting cross-legged all opened their eyes.
When they found themselves sitting amidst a luminous array, with a splendid galaxy above their heads, it felt like being in the Immortal Cultivation World. Their eyes were filled with astonished expressions.
However, when they saw that only ten among the thousand had pillars of light rising from them, everyone's expressions turned intriguing.
"These people have pillars of light, meaning only they possess Spirit Roots!"
"I can't believe I don't have Spirit Roots!"
"No way, this delivery guy has Spirit Roots, it's unfair!"
"My father is the deputy mayor, and I don't have Spirit Roots!"
"..."
In the crowd, several disgruntled voices arose. Just a quarter of an hour ago, they were fantasizing about becoming those flying and earth-escaping cultivators, only to find they had no spirit roots under this examination.
