The Pinnacle Of Life

As long as they were alive, everything was possible. If they lost their lives, however, everything would be impossible.

“Sir, I’m willing to hand over all my resources and magical treasures, including my storage ring. Please let me enter the Pool of Afterlife!” that person shouted at the golden wall thrice.

However, there was no reply, as if he had already left. Five minutes later, a few sentences appeared on the golden force field, ‘Spread the news there and gather more trialists. I will open the door for you when you pick a thousand people’.

“F*ck!”

When the trialist saw that kind of written description, they were all dumbfounded. All they wanted was to curse Alex.

Could he be any more shameless?

All he did was open his mouth and ask for one thousand people. This excluded the fact that they were only given a day. Where could they find so many trialists for him?

However, no matter how the others protested, Alex did not make another sound.

of this place, allowing himself to recover as fast as possible… In fact, the best effect was the aroma wafting front the teapot. A mere sniff would refresh him and wipe out fatigue. After taking

dragged it while inhaling it using his mental strength, forming an equilibrium on both sides. Finally, he dragged out

it in his hand. It was no longer an illusion but rather a tangible object. The purplish-black teapot was

out of the teapot

a

the teapot, Alex became a little intoxicated. He instantly

his body seemed to be

he had

layer of membrane had begun to grow on the surface of

I going to become as ugly

he was shocked to the core by her ugliness. That layer of muddy film was discouraging no matter how he looked at it. A mere glance would truly send a chill down his spine. However,

like that because she

I drink it? What will

stop thinking about it. It was