Li Tianming landed on a dark platform. Around him was a pitch-black starry sky, without the slightest sound, utterly deathly still.
"Everyone?"
He glanced at the tattoos on his body.
Sure enough, everyone was there!
Even the totem spirits were there.
"Damn? It reset, and I'm back on your bird." Yinghuo spoke while vomiting.
"...!"
This was trouble.
Li Tianming had never imagined that its reset after death would turn out like this.
"Huan Tian spirit! Huan Tian spirit! Help me move its position!" Li Tianming hurriedly called out.
No one answered him.
He was about to cry.
Yinghuo was about to cry too.
"Hahaha..."
The remaining few heartless ones were all cackling with laughter.
"Ha, ha, ha."
That was Silver Dust's laughter, stuttering so badly it made one's balls ache.
"Little Five, you can still laugh? You nearly screwed me over just now!" Li Tianming snapped.
"Stay calm, don't panic."
"...!"
Every one of them had so many strange quirks, and they were becoming more and more unreliable.
There was no time limit on the battles in the Yu Star Battlefield, so no one knew when everyone would arrive. Li Tianming took this time to continue studying the Nine Dragons Heavenly Tribulation Sword.
"I'm the ninety-ninth?"
This meant that out of the eighteen hundred people, only around a hundred had ultimately reached the Yu Star Battlefield.
Li Tianming's "Little Rou group" had killed their way through three rounds in a row, while Bai Feng had coasted along to victory, yet only two of them had made it here in the end.
About five days later!
"Everyone is here. There are one hundred and eight people in total!"
"Please note: you will soon be transferred to the Yu Star Hidden Trove. The moment you land, 'the contest begins'!"
"Repeating