Star Evolution Realm, Eighth-Order Lower Rank!

The moment Lu Yuan and Aiselandier set off side by side.

The atmosphere across the entire Giant Salt Star arena instantly tightened to the extreme.

The talented contenders scattered throughout the various desert regions almost all sensed the abnormal movement at the same time.

On the glowing screens of everyone's wristwatches.

Those two light dots, firmly stuck together, were crossing the desert expanse at a terrifying, astonishing speed.

Their path through the air was direct and unwavering.

There was not the slightest detour, not the slightest hesitation.

They were speeding straight toward the center of the arena, where the largest concentration of contestants and the relatively higher-ranked competitors had gathered.

The talented contenders who had been moving cautiously all stopped instinctively.

Their brows drew tight, thick fear and unease rising in their hearts.

Some raised their hands and stared fixedly at the light screens, their fingertips tensing slightly as their breathing unconsciously slowed.

Some slightly tightened their bodies, silently circulating Primal Energy around themselves, ready at any moment to retreat or evade.

Some turned pale, their eyes filled with disbelieving panic.

They knew perfectly well.

Once Aiselandier had set her sights on them, there was simply no chance of escaping by luck.

As for Lu Yuan? Whether he was there or not no longer mattered.

There was no helping it—Aiselandier's strength here was truly on the level of absolute suppression.

Her realm and domain were already the highest in the entire arena, not to mention her pure Elf bloodline and the enhancement of Elf Morph.

This was no longer a simple clash between talented contenders.

It was an utterly suspense-free crushing purge.

Countless people secretly groaned in misery, all beginning to entertain thoughts of retreat.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan and Aiselandier were advancing through the air side by side.

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