Sect Leader Jiang complained for a while, but ultimately had no choice but to destroy the two fake versions of himself.
Dragging it out without taking action would result in a timeout.
By then, he would be rated as unqualified.
When that happened, his prestige would plummet to rock bottom.
Weighing both options, preserving his prestige was more important.
To maintain it, he had to painfully destroy the two replicas of himself.
With another gust of breath,
the two dummies quickly crumbled and dissipated, passing this wave with ease.
This time, there were finally some signs of excitement outside.
"He passed the second wave too?"
"That's already considered qualified!"
"Crossing eight small realms to achieve this, it's quite rare."
They assumed Brother Cheng had gone through a fierce battle inside.
"I finally somewhat understand why the Palace Masters value him so much."
"Indeed, making me cross eight small realms, I truly wouldn't win."
