Heavy rain washed over the huge square, and the ground was slippery, reflecting the leaden clouds in the sky.
Jiang Li stood in the center of the crowd, rain dripping down her thin clothes and soaking the rough stone slabs under her feet.
The bronze furnace of the Altar of Awakening was emitting white smoke, and the light of the fire was blurred by the rain.
The test stone is cold and huge, standing at the heart of the altar.
When it was Jiang Li's turn, she stepped forward without any hesitation and extended her palm.
When his fingertips touched the stone surface, a faint light flashed and then went out.
The stone body showed no reaction.
