Within Twilight River, Chen Daolin stood on a small island, holding the refined, ancient black token in his hand as he sensed the information within it.
"So that's how it is." A trace of delight appeared in Chen Daolin's eyes.
"With this identity token, it will be difficult for those demigods and Immortals in Three Rivers to surround and intercept me." Chen Daolin breathed a deep sigh of relief.
By now, Chen Daolin's feat of clearing the sixth stage of Twilight River was already known to everyone. The entire Three Rivers was likely preparing to kill him, and who knew how many ill-intentioned powerhouses had gathered outside the entrance to the Twilight River passage.
"I've already cleared the final stage of Twilight River. There are still Scorching Heart River and Rising Sun River..." Chen Daolin looked around with a smile. "Let's see what is so remarkable about those two rivers."
With a thought from Chen Daolin, the black token erupted with power, resonating with some mysterious force within the space of Three Rivers. As though a gust of wind had swept past, Chen Daolin's figure silently vanished from where he stood.
Outside Twilight River, a vast crowd had already gathered, with a great number of powerhouses converging there.
Nearly eighty percent of the demigods and Immortals who had come to Three Rivers had assembled here.
As for those who remained behind, either they had their own plans or simply did not wish to get involved in this matter.
Most demigods also knew perfectly well that, with so many Immortals present, the demigod who had cleared the trial had no chance of surviving unless he possessed an overwhelmingly powerful background. They were merely there to watch the spectacle.
Before the entrance to the canyon passage, terrifying fluctuations from one Immortal after