Even if they had put on even a little act, Chen Luo would have felt much better about it.
Once the ten-second countdown ended completely, Chen Luo and the others were directly teleported out of the small Blank Hall.
Chen Luo's vision flashed white, and he heard a somewhat noisy clamor.
"An arena? Let me see which team was unlucky enough to run into an arena."
"Enough of that. Thanks to this arena, I can catch my breath for a while longer. Hurry up and take your medicine—we still have to go back to the dungeon and fight monsters later."
"It has been a long time since we last encountered an arena."
"And this arena is actually an artifact dungeon... What an eye-opener."
Compared to the completely natural, side-effect-free teleportation of a Teleport Anchor, the secret realm teleportation function provided by an Abyss Channel caused a faint sense of dizziness.
After Chen Luo adjusted to the dizziness from the teleportation, he finally saw the scene before him clearly.
Just as the dungeon's name, Arena, suggested, Chen Luo and the others were indeed standing inside an enormous arena.
The arena resembled an ancient Roman colosseum. Besides the spectator stands that could accommodate an unknown number of people, the central fighting grounds were also truly vast.
Chen Luo and the others were currently standing at one end of the circular arena. At the other end, Chen Luo could see five figures standing there as well, sizing them up.
"Legendary? Three Legendaries? Two Sanctuaries?" Chen Luo muttered softly as he looked at the labels above the five figures' heads.
"What does Legendary mean?" Liu Huaixi asked quietly.
"That is the Abyss Plane's strength ranking, equivalent to an S-rank Talent User here. Their ranking system is simple too, progressing one rank at a time.