At First Grade Hall in the Beast Taming Flow Realm, a middle-aged man opened his eyes. His immense pressure caused the void to collapse. "The North Gate Platform contest is about to begin. Once again, I'll represent the Beast Taming Flow Realm as a witness. I wonder whether I'm strong enough now to challenge those three."
In the Yan Lan Flow Realm, the stars burned with flames. Though the temperature was unimaginably high, the flames had no effect on the void. This was the Fire Domain.
"Poisonfire, you'll represent the Fire Domain as a witness to the North Gate Platform contest this time." An ancient voice rang out. It was impossible to tell where it came from, or whether it was real or illusory, as if it had crossed the ages to reach them.
In one corner of the Fire Domain, the void twisted, and a man wreathed in blue-green flames stepped out. "Understood."
As the blue-green flames faded, Poisonfire's true appearance gradually emerged: a middle-aged man with a sinister face. He looked up into the depths of space. "The North Gate Platform contest is beginning again?"
With that, he took a step out of the corner of the Fire Domain and appeared on a stone platform floating in space. A row of people knelt before him. At their head was Gar.
"Master, I failed to place well at the Tenth Academy Tournament. I've let you down," Gar said mournfully, trembling.
Poisonfire glanced at him coldly. "Where's the Tribulation Flame?"
Gar gritted his teeth, his gaze venomous. "Arika has returned, and the sect bestowed the Tribulation Flame on him. Otherwise, I never would've lost so easily."
Poisonfire's eyes turned icy. "Seems I've been away too long. Some people in the sect have already forgotten how terrifying I am."
Gar didn't