Everyone could see that Ye Xiwen was killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, warning all those who coveted the divine artifact on Ling Fei not to act recklessly.
Looking at the utterly miserable Zhang Yaoyang, everyone felt a chill run down their backs. Defeat itself was nothing, but being defeated so humiliatingly and subjected to such disgrace—that was the truly terrifying part.
If they were really slapped dozens or even hundreds of times like Zhang Yaoyang, how could they ever face anyone again?
Among those present, only Ling Fei had her little face flushed red as she cheered excitedly, looking entirely like someone watching the excitement without fearing things would get worse.
"Ye Xiwen is that powerful? I never expected it. He really came out of nowhere like a dark horse!"
From above the thrones, someone sent a voice transmission. Although there were ten slots this time, and each one represented countless rewards, in the end it still came down to who was stronger. Thus, the struggle among the big shots behind the scenes was not all that intense.
The talents selected this time would ultimately have to face the Artifact Emperor Pavilion. If they could not defeat the Artifact Emperor Pavilion, the consequences would be unthinkable, and the Dragon Severing Stone would become something in the Artifact Emperor Pavilion's pocket.
Facing such a colossal entity, it was impossible for the Dragon Severing Family not to feel pressure. If the Artifact Emperor Pavilion had not also wished to avoid major casualties, they would likely have already come knocking at their door.
Nor did the Dragon Severing Family wish to clash with the Artifact Emperor Pavilion. Though the Dragon Severing Family was flourishing, compared to the Artifact Emperor Pavilion, there remained a vast gap that was impossible to bridge.
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