Ye Xiwen unfolded Thunder Blink, covering ten thousand miles in a single step. The entire world still looked utterly desolate, while muffled thunderous booms rang out without cease, leaving him unable to tell north from south.
Mountains, rivers, and all living things were shrouded in a mysterious power. He had no idea which world's fragment this was, but it was utterly different from any world Ye Xiwen had encountered before.
Meanwhile, those outside were also observing the performances of everyone within this world. Though the world was boundlessly vast, the Ancient Phoenix World had its own means of projecting their images outward.
Naturally, everyone focused on different areas. Yet among these two hundred-odd people, every one of them could be called a Peerless Figure, and no one wanted to miss a single one.
There were many obstacles along the way. Quite a few ferocious beasts left there to roam freely had become obstructions for the contestants, but they merely delayed their steps slightly.
"Those two are fighting! Hiss, it's Ji Renwang and that Eight-Armed Silver Dragon!"
Someone cried out in alarm. In one of the central scenes, an incomparably elegant young man was fiercely battling a savage silver dragon with eight arms. The moment they made their moves, they struck to kill, without the slightest restraint.
Both sides were peerless experts. Their clash this time was enough to shatter the heavens and split the earth, and even the world prepared by the Ancient Phoenix World was beginning to show signs of being unable to withstand it.
"Why are those two fighting? Don't they want the token?" someone asked doubtfully.
"Not every one of these Peerless Figures has truly come for this martial matchmaking tournament. Didn't you notice that not even their true bodies descended? Whether it's Ji Renwang or the