Chapter 1925

Half a month later, Severin's bloodshot eyes were almost completely red, and he had completely taken on the appearance of an almost deranged individual. For some reason, however, Severin was aglow with excitement and anticipation, rather than fatigue!

Over the past half month, he had finally achieved his formidable goal of concocting 1,000 different types of pills. Credit was due, of course, to his unwavering perseverance. Despite the depletion of spiritual power in his energy core, a genuine smile finally graced Severin's face.

Just as he completed that milestone, the surroundings underwent a swift and ephemeral transformation. A voice that had last spoken to him more than six months ago echoed in his ears, "You have passed the assessment and may advance to the sixth floor."

After breathing a sigh of relief, felt as if the energy in his body had been sucked dry. He was feeling incredibly weak, and more than half a year of incessant dedication had taken its toll on him. The constant