This time, Chen Yi's study of Divine Skills was completely different from the previous two times.
As long as he abided by the rules within this vast and boundless dojo, he could remain safe and sound.
As time passed, the huge figure ahead finished reciting the scripture.
He thought it would end there, but then the figure moved for the first time, its eyes like a galaxy sweeping around, and slowly spoke:
"In this assembly, seven thousand three hundred people have grasped the Transformation Technique, with both stillness and movement, life and death, myriad magic techniques. If cultivated to completion, they can traverse myriad worlds and protect the Divine Soul and Physical Body from harm."
"Thirty-three people..."
