Such a conflict was no longer something ordinary martial artists could participate in.
Yun Luo was not qualified, and Xiao Daolai was likewise unqualified...
Being unqualified did not mean they paid no attention.
The Human Dao Alliance, Gods Without Thought, and Ten Thousand Buddhas Holy Domain—the Human Race's Three Great Factions—were all watching closely.
The Demon Night Race, Devil Race, Heavenly Rank Race, and the myriad races of the Upper Realm were likewise watching in silence...
It could be said that the entire cosmos had now turned its gaze here. On this day, they all etched one name deeply into their memories, and the owner of that name was merely a Divine Sea Realm martial artist.
The expressions of the five Celestial Venerables gradually darkened.
The other Celestial Venerables stared at that black-and-white band of light, their expressions none too pleasant either. At the same time, a faint sense of relief stirred in their hearts. Fortunately, they had not been caught up in the band just now!
The situation before them had suddenly become troublesome!
Among the five Celestial Venerables, only one could survive...
And all five of these Celestial Venerables had immense connections to the others. For example, Dark Devil Old Monster and Mysterious Devil Celestial Venerable belonged to the same sect and race. If Dark Devil Old Monster attacked, Mysterious Devil Celestial Venerable would inevitably act as well.
Likewise, if Celestial Venerable Sui Ying attacked, the Demon Night Race's Yao, the king beside him, would not stand idly by...
If they truly fought to the death, the cost and entanglements would likely become immense, perhaps even plunging the entire cosmos into turmoil.
The problem was that they had paid such a huge price yet gained nothing, all because they had fallen into Luo Zheng's trap—a mere little fellow