Vermilion Bird Formation

Qin Wentian’s battle robe became the focus of everyone in the area. On the platform, no other manifestations appeared, indicating that Qin Wentian had defeated the test.

The platinum battle robe—other than him, there was no one else.

Sadly, he joined the ranking battle at the wrong time.

“What a pity.” Many mused, if given a year or two Qin Wentian’s cultivation level would be either at the eighth or ninth level of Yuanfu. By then, his will of Mandates would have advanced another level or boundary, thereby granting him an even chance of contending against Chen Wang and Shi Potian for the top position in the Heavenly Fate Rankings.

But right now, although his performance was outstanding and earned him a battle robe of the platinum color, in actuality, the distance between him and the other two hadn’t lessened at all.