"Wen Zhengyi..."
The Void Race Supremes naturally recognized the figure before the Training Ground. After all, Wen Zhengyi had been going around borrowing money just moments ago.
They simply had not expected Wen Zhengyi to be ready to enter the Training Ground so soon. Had he already used up all those top-grade spirit crystals?
Those top-grade spirit crystals were no great concern. The Void Race had plenty of ways to obtain more if they wanted. Right now, they only wanted to know whether Wen Zhengyi's strength had truly improved.
Si Yizhong had only recently died in battle. With Wen Zhengyi's talent, if he properly consolidated his foundations, his future breakthrough to the ninth order peak would be all but assured.
If Wen Zhengyi also died on the Training Ground, the Void Race would effectively have lost two ninth order peak experts before gaining anything at all.
Even for a Supreme Race like the Void Race, ninth order peak experts were an extremely important force. In the past, whenever their ancestor could not conveniently act, those experts had represented the face of the Void Race.
"Wen Zhengyi, with your strength, you should spare yourself the humiliation of going up there." Yang Hong's voice suddenly rang in Chen Fei's ears, and Chen Fei turned to look at him.
"Thank you for your concern." Chen Fei cupped his hands.
"I'm not concerned about you. I just think you're too weak. Even if someone has to enter this Training Ground, it should be me first, not you." Yang Hong looked at Wen Zhengyi and shook his head.
They were two Void Race prodigies of the same generation, with neither conflicting interests nor grudges between them, only a cultivation journey spent competing with each other. Now, watching Wen Zhengyi prepare to enter the Training Ground,