The entire universe—the Fifth Continent, the Sixth Continent, and countless people—watched the screens. Now, all the screens had merged into one, showing only a single scene: the summit of Supreme Mountain, the grounds beneath the statue.
That place represented the true highest stage in the universe today.
Even the Ten Arbiters' Liu Tianmu, Ling Gong, and Bu Kong, one of the Dao Origin Three Heavens, had failed to reach that stage.
Everyone was so nervous they could barely breathe. The top ten had been decided, and now came the fight for the Sole Supreme—the one who would reveal the statue's face. Who would it be?
Ordinary people watched for the spectacle, but the betting houses were on edge. Their fate depended on this.
Lu Yin's entry into the top ten had already forced a batch of betting houses to close. Bu Kong's defeat had done the same to another batch. The Supreme Competition had caused no shortage of bloodshed beyond the arena.
It had decided the fates of many people.
Everyone thought the fight for the Sole Supreme would begin next, and they wondered how the contest would be decided.
On the mountaintop, beneath the statue, a stick of incense appeared behind each of the ten contestants and was lit. It began to burn, its smoke curling upward.
The crowd was bewildered.
"Those still standing on the summit when the incense burns out will rank among the top ten." The massive voice had first sounded when the Supreme Competition began. Now, it had appeared for the second time.
At the same time, everyone below the summit—whether beneath the Heavenly Ladder or on the first, second, or third tiers—understood. This was their chance. They could charge the summit and take the top ten's places.
Lu Yin took a deep breath. *I