Only now did Yi Shang realize how terrifying it was that Mi Zang had managed to fight Lu Tianhong to a draw. Mi Zang was Lord Mi's disciple, and Lord Mi was one of the Six Luminaries—in other words, Mi Zang had been taught by the strongest beings in the entire universe.
And he had still lost.
That was Lu Tianhong.
At the Si Nan Team's station, Lang Xiaoyin patted her chest. "Thank goodness, thank goodness it wasn't me facing Lu Tianhong. Otherwise, even Five Finger Mountain would have been crushed into rubble."
That guy was a monster.
One win and one loss.
The outcome would depend on the final match.
At this moment, countless people in Cubic Distance stared at the screens, waiting for the final match.
There was less than an hour until the ceremony to worship Lord Lu at the Yin God Festival.
Inside the arena, the enormous statue of Lord Lu stood tall, faintly glowing. It seemed as if the entire universe had sunk into silence.
Lu Yin looked at the statue and changed expression.
It had been merely a statue before, but now it seemed almost lifelike, while the spirit above the statue was diminishing.
It was as if some divine aura was connecting all those spirits.
Lu Yin frowned. Sure enough, the Yin God Festival tournament was not as simple as he had thought. If it were only for the purpose of worshiping him, there would have been no need to hold it once every ten years. Once every century, millennium, or even ten thousand years would have sufficed. Why every ten years?
There had to be another reason.
He wanted to see what that reason was.
The match began.
Lu Jie versus Lang Xiaoyin.
The greatest point of interest in this battle was