Semifinals

Just as Shen Changchuan's thoughts began to wander,

In midair,

True Person Xuanfeng, Sect Master of the Yuqing Immortal Sect, stepped forward. His gaze, as deep as that of a god, swept across the more than two hundred people remaining in the plaza.

"Very good!"

"You two hundred have fought your way through fifty thousand people to reach the end. You are the future of my Yuqing Immortal Sect!"

"Keep striving! The future of the Cultivation World lies in your hands!"

True Person Xuanfeng raised a hand, his majestic voice resounding between heaven and earth.

At that moment,

Even Shen Changchuan could not help feeling somewhat stirred.

Not far from him, some people had flushed red faces, their eyes blazing with fervor.

Half a lifetime spent cultivating with none to know one's name; one day of fame, and the whole world would know it!

To make a name and establish one's might,

The day was today!

"The semifinals officially begin!"

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands, True Person Xuanfeng, Sect Master of the Yuqing Immortal Sect, gave the order decisively.

At the same time,

As his words fell,

Rumble!

The ground of the plaza shook violently at that instant,

And five enormous platforms, each ten times the size of a football field, slowly rose from the center of the vast plaza.

Shen Changchuan and the others standing in the plaza were all pushed apart.

After the platforms had risen more than ten feet into the air,

Layers of Space Power appeared from nowhere, spreading like curtains along the edges of the arenas and enveloping the entire platforms.

"Time is short. Five battles will begin simultaneously!"

"The rules remain the same as before. Winners advance; losers are eliminated!"

"Your only goal is to win—keep winning, win until the very