Central Continent looked the second worst.
Having been the leader for tens of thousands of years, forever someone others could only chase in vain, it had suddenly been caught up to by a little brother that had always brought up the rear—and was now tied for first. This feeling was truly hard for lofty Central Continent, which prided itself on its strength, to accept.
The joy on Southern and Northern Continents' faces was impossible to hide, needless to say.
Only Western Continent was somewhat surprised, somewhat bewildered, and somewhat doubtful, like a poor little thing that had stumbled in without warning.
Some rejoiced while others grieved. The results of the first round had affected the attitudes of several continents.
Even the cultivators of Central Continent corrected their mindsets and grew considerably more serious.
Very soon, amid the clamor, the second round began.
The cultivators who had passed the first stage were cast down onto three arenas.
Only after a moment did everyone realize that the three arenas respectively gathered cultivators at the Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul stages.
The first round had not targeted anyone in particular. The first to be eliminated had been Foundation Establishment and Golden Core disciples, while nearly all Nascent Soul cultivators had remained.
Unexpectedly, the second round removed the restrictions of the first and began a targeted elimination.
Then they saw a cultivator with delicate features and a lively bearing hovering in the air, her elegant voice spreading in all directions.
"The second round of the Five Continents Grand Competition: three arenas competing against one another, a hundred-person arena elimination match!"
"The matches on all three arenas may end only when a hundred people remain!"
For a moment, everyone tensed their nerves.
After the first wave of eliminations, the Foundation Establishment arena had