Everyone's Fighting for Third Place?

Was everyone here to fight for third place? Shi Yan did not exchange pleasantries with Shi Ye and the others, because by now, densely packed teleportation passages had already appeared outside the Virtual God Tower.

They were enormous black whirlpools, each marked above with the name of a different Intermediate Starfield.

It was time to enter.

"Teleportation begins."

A deep, resonant voice rang out at that moment, carrying with precision into the ears of every contestant.

At the same time, the names above the teleportation whirlpools lit up as well.

"Set off."

Shi Ye shouted, and the flat flying ship beneath his feet started up with him, flying toward the whirlpool marked "Tianbao."

The contestants from the other starfields were not slow either, riding all kinds of aircraft or entering the teleportation passages alone.

In less than two minutes, the area outside the Virtual God Tower was completely empty.

But less than half a minute later, many figures appeared in this stretch of void once again.

Compared with the previous contestants, the auras of these figures seemed even more terrifying; not one of them was below Saint Lord.

They were precisely the tower masters or elders of the Virtual God Towers from the various Intermediate Starfields, as well as the tower masters from the Lower Starfields they had brought with them.

The moment these big shots appeared, the place became lively. After all, they were all people who had fought for the human race.

Even if they were not all comrades-in-arms, they were familiar faces; and even at worst, they could still call each other by name.

"Hahaha, congratulations to Qian Qing on attaining the position of Saint King."

After exchanging a few pleasantries with familiar faces, the crowd of big shots headed straight for the Kunyu Starfield camp.

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