Outside the Divine Furnace, the surrounding stands were packed with people waiting for the competition results.
Most of them had placed bets and wanted to learn the results at the first possible moment.
Otherwise, if they could not watch the competition itself, only fools would come here and sit around.
Someone asked anxiously, "How long will this battle for supremacy last?"
"I heard the trials inside are difficult. It should last a month."
"That long? This is going to be unbearable. I really hope it ends soon—I'm waiting to get rich so I can buy pills and break through."
Someone beside him sneered. "Idiot. You actually want to get rich through gambling? What a moronic move."
"Damn it, who are you calling names?" The insulted man flew into a rage.
"I'm calling you names. If you don't like it, let's fight!" This person released the cultivation of the God Realm.
The man who had been cursed immediately shut his mouth and did not dare say another word. He was merely an Immortal and had no strength to challenge the other party.
Waiting for the results was a long and agonizing process, and many people became extremely restless.
Even the leaders of the various forces of Thousand Sails Tomb seated upon the high platform felt somewhat nervous.
Whoever could be the first to emerge with the Imitation Divine Furnace would obtain this Fifth-Order Divine Furnace.
Even if they could not use the Fifth-Order Divine Furnace themselves, selling it directly to the Freedom Alliance would yield enough resources for a force to produce a peerless powerhouse.
Inside the Divine Furnace, tens of thousands of gods at the God Enlightenment Realm Peak were each displaying their own abilities as they continually advanced deeper within.
Every trial was immensely difficult and could block countless