As the seven stepped onto the martial stage, beneath the gaze of countless onlookers, every one of them drew envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Zhang Shiqing of the Ice Phoenix Realm!
Qin Jishi of the Black Fiend Realm!
Ghost Mask of the Incense Burning Realm!
Lei Xuan'er of the Thunder Realm!
Su Qi of the Azure Realm!
Hong Zhuang of the Carefree Realm!
Cui Xian of the Two Forms Realm!
These seven were not only famed far and wide; the forces behind them had also risen to prominence along with them.
Of them all, the Black Fiend Realm and the Thunder Realm were undoubtedly the most envied.
No one had expected people from Middle Planes to advance in this Divine Son Competition.
More importantly!!
Both of them had reached the final step.
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
This was absolutely the pride of the Middle Planes and Lower Planes.
Even the highly ranked Higher Planes were filled with envy at this moment.
Watching them, Wuzang could not help clapping in praise.
"Everyone, to be able to come this far, I am truly happy for you."
"At this moment, glory shall belong to you."
"..."
"Alright!"
"What comes next is an especially crucial battle. It will determine whether you can become new Divine Sons."
"The battle for the top four means that only four will remain to contend against the Four Great Divine Sons of Hongmeng. As for whether you can reach the final step, that will all depend on your strength."
"..."
Wuzang paused slightly at this point before continuing.
"You all know the rules. Now, begin drawing your number tokens."
The battle for the top four followed the same rules as before. There was still a Number Zero Token.
Whoever drew the Number Zero Token now would naturally have luck beyond words.