After True Person Kongwu finished speaking, the entire void fell into a deathly silence.
Then an uproar erupted, soaring to the heavens!
"Are you kidding? Only a hundred out of over ten thousand people? How is this even a sect Grand Tournament?"
"They've gone mad! Have the Ten Great Sacred Lands all gone mad? We came to fight for opportunities, not throw our lives away!"
"This is a conspiracy! They want us to slaughter each other!"
Countless streams of divine sense, filled with anger, fear, and disbelief, intertwined and collided in the void. Many disciples from first-rate sects turned deathly pale, and some were already thinking of backing out.
Their sects had poured everything they had into securing a mere few dozen places, hoping to try their luck in the Land of the Heavenly Void and reap some benefits.
But with these rules, their handful of people would probably vanish without even making a splash, torn apart like prey by the prodigies of the sacred lands!
Yet an eerie calm reigned aboard the warships of the Ten Great Sacred Lands.
After a brief moment of shock, those truly supreme prodigies wore entirely different expressions.
Aboard the Daoist Sect's Purple Aura Eastward Vessel, the young man at the forefront relaxed his brow, and his lips curved into a cold smile.
Aboard the Great Thunderclap Temple's Golden Vessel of Salvation, the monk Fayan pressed his palms together and murmured, "Take life to protect life; sever karma, not men."
From within the Jiuzhou Divine Dynasty's Black-Gold Dragon Boat came Xuanyuan Hong's unrestrained laughter.
"Hahahaha! Good! Good! Good! Now this is interesting! What's the fun in dragging out a bunch of duels? This is how you make it satisfying!"
For these truly powerful cultivators, such rules were not a crisis at all, but the