Entrance to the Abyss of Demise, temporary plaza.
The forces of the Nine Regions had gathered, and the atmosphere was grim yet fervent. When Zhou Yuan led the Tian Yuan Domain team to the entrance—fresh from a bloody battle, their killing intent not yet faded but their morale soaring—he instantly drew every gaze.
Zhao Mushen of the Myriad Ancestors Domain looked indifferent, his eyes unfathomable; Wu Yao of the Martial God Domain pressed her red lips together, battle intent blazing in her phoenix eyes; Su Youwei of the Purple Firmament Domain shifted her beautiful gaze, carrying a trace of concern and encouragement. The prodigies of the other regions all wore varying expressions—shock, wariness, scrutiny, complexity...
The Tian Yuan Domain's formidable display in Soul Severing Gorge, especially Zhou Yuan's unfathomable foundation and the stunning performances of Zuoqiu Qingyu and Li Qingchan, had made everyone understand that this assembly had produced a dark horse not to be underestimated!
Zhou Yuan seemed oblivious to the gazes around him as he calmly swept his eyes across his own team. Though Lu Xiao, Ye Bingling, and the others had fought bitterly, their gazes remained sharp and their battle intent high. Zuoqiu Qingyu smiled charmingly, as if the slaughter just now had been nothing more than a game; Li Qingchan remained as cold as ever, but the chill lingering around her fingertips had grown stronger.
Zhou Yuan felt reassured. With companions like these, they might truly be able to carve out a path through the Abyss of Demise!
His gaze shifted slightly toward a distant raised platform. There, Big Brother Mo Lin leaned leisurely against his chair, chatting and laughing with the stunning ladies beside him, while Little Lingxi bounced excitedly at their side.
Warmth and fighting spirit surged in Zhou Yuan's heart. Big Brother Mo