"Quiet."
Fu Xing had a headache.
He was still too young. If his old man had been here, this bunch probably would not have dared to be so restless.
As for what fate awaited Su Qianqian, Fu Xing could no longer look after her.
On the Holy Spirit Continent, the weak were prey to the strong, and only the fittest survived. That was the norm.
What had happened to the Su Family was merely a tiny reflection of the cruel world of spirit cultivators. Whether they would mount a last-ditch counterattack or be devoured on the spot no longer mattered much.
"Everyone."
Picking up from before, Fu Xing continued, "The spots for the five great powers will be provisionally decided for now. As for the final arrangement, I believe you will make your own choices in the ultimate challenge tournament."
"Now, we will determine how the remaining seventy-five spots are to be allocated."
Fu Xing pointed toward the great arena to the side and looked at the younger generation above it, all rubbing their fists and flexing their shoulders. "As in previous years, the remaining spots will be fought for on this arena."
"However, this year's rules have changed slightly."
He cast an unobtrusive glance at Shouye of the Red Robes below. "Battles of the Way of Spirit will determine twenty-five spots."
"The Sword Way, twenty spots."
"The Alchemy Way, fifteen spots."
"The Array Way, fifteen spots."
The Array Way?
Everyone froze.
The previous categories were fine. They were all methods used in past years to determine spots for dimensional spaces or other trial grounds.
The Way of Spirit was the foundation of Holy Spirit Continent spirit cultivators. Using it to compete needed no explanation.
Eastern Domain Sword God Heaven primarily cultivated the Sword Way. Fighting with swords and thereby