The golden light that was the closest to him landed on a hill ten miles away. A deity-domain-level expert who had been hiding here was blasted out by the golden light.
He screamed as he ran madly. Then, he gradually merged into a puddle of blood and disappeared.
Suddenly, Joelson came to a realization.
The once-a-month selection process began.
The black-golden sun identified the eliminated ones and the winners according to the intensity of the killing power.
After 10,000 rays of golden light, another 100 pillars of light fell from the sky.
From afar, Joelson saw a figure flying up from each pillar of light.
Some were ecstatic, some were laughing, some were silent, and some were struggling desperately.
This process lasted for several hours before everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened.