Carson Flores's vision blurred, and his body suddenly lost its weight, sinking downward.
Instinctively stabilizing himself, he floated midair, looking around to find that he was actually at the edge of an island.
The small island wasn't too spacious, perhaps spanning just about five or six miles. Numerous disciples were stationed at all sorts of challenge checkpoints, waiting for participants.
Eastflow Ancestor hovered in the air, smiled and said, "This island has a variety of challenge checkpoints that don't just test strength, but also depend on wisdom, insight, and talent. Everyone can participate in any of the challenges, and successful completion will yield a prize."
