"Thanks to my three years of effort, I've extracted the charm and environment of Spiritual Energy, ultimately increasing the success rate to 30%. I can barely disguise myself as a magic master of spirit refinement, but can you handle this?"
"Damn it, I don't even have a rune. I must be dreaming."
One by one, people cursed and grumbled. While withdrawing in frustration, their faces turned ashen, and they gnashed their teeth.
Nearly 4,000 people participated in the evaluation, and more than 2,000 did not make any modifications. Naturally, many were outraged.
Qin Feng fiddled with the talisman in his hand and turned to look at it.
When Qin Feng cast the move again, he was shocked to find that most of them were alone, not waiting for the Fu Sect family to evaluate them.
"Damn it, creating some messy competition, seriously try refining magic. Will they die?"
