"Wow..." The young disciples exclaimed in astonishment. Although there had been rumors, hearing Lin Tian admit it himself still left them in awe.
"I wonder how long it took the young brother?" The middle-aged man asked again.
Lin Tian blinked, and roughly said, "About an hour or so."
Another wave of astonishment swept through the hall. An hour wasn't just surprising to them—it was shocking! Their Heavenly Master's successor had spent half a day, let alone others, which could take months!
All eyes were on Lin Tian. Zhang Zhicheng's eyes were filled with jealousy, almost enough to ignite flames. However, when his gaze skimmed over the Great Elder, it immediately turned into a smirk, obviously directed at Lin Tian.
"I wonder how the young brother passed through the maze?" Another elder asked curiously.
How did he do it? Lin Tian chuckled internally. Should he discuss mathematical logic with them? Probably, they wouldn't believe it anyway.
