Exploring the Depths of Hell with One's Life

Exploring the Depths of Hell with One's Life

The next day.

Several Sparring Platforms in the venue had been brought together to form an even larger martial arena.

This was a professional ring for the finals. Not only had it been remodeled, but dozens of Formation Masters had reinforced it with formations. Its height, width, and thickness were all far greater than before.

Even if Sect Master Jun's face were rubbed against it with all one's might, scraping off several layers of skin, it might not damage a single stone slab.

"How magnificent!"

As the spectators gradually entered the venue and saw the lofty, high-end Sparring Platform, they realized that today's final battle was sure to be extraordinarily exciting!

"Please welcome the Eternal Sect and Arrogant World Holy Sect Disciples!"

City Lord Han's deep voice echoed throughout the venue, transmitted across the entire continent through the Light Screen.

The Imaging Array shifted its view, showing the expert standing on the VIP Spectator Platform with one hand pressed on Jun Changxiao's shoulder.

Ever since City Lord Han had personally taken charge of supervision, that fellow had never again shown his face through the formation.

"Tsk, tsk."

Someone said, "With a Martial Saint watching him without leaving his side, that's quite the treatment."

"His advertising has gone completely insane!"

"This is the first time I've ever seen such a shameless sect master!"

After several days of battles, many people had remembered the awesome disciples of that Fifth-rate sect, as well as its shameless sect master.

Swish!

At that moment, Jun Changxiao spread his arms, and a banner appeared out of thin air.

The camera clearly showed a line of words written on it—Join my sect and let your dreams soar together!

After returning yesterday, he had pondered for half a day before