At his side stood Zhao Wuji.
Not far away, Huang Jiuli and Beichen Xing also appeared in the main hall at the same time. Huang Jiuli wore red robes, her face slightly pale, yet her Phoenix Eyes remained bright.
Beichen Xing looked much the same as usual, though his breathing was slightly hurried.
Lin Ruoxi, Long Aotian, Feng Wuji, and Su Qingwan, along with the seven disciples from Emperor Fall Valley, were all gathered in the hall.
Everyone looked toward Qin Yan and the other three, their eyes filled with curiosity.
Who had won? Who had lost? Who had been eliminated?
That was the answer everyone present wanted to know.
Their gazes swept back and forth among Qin Yan, Huang Jiuli, Beichen Xing, and Zhao Wuji as they secretly speculated about the outcome.
However, most of their attention fell on Qin Yan—clearly, the vast majority believed he was the most likely to have been eliminated.
He had no backing, no family support, cultivated the most difficult Supreme Grade Art, and had the lowest cultivation level among the four... With all those factors combined, Qin Yan naturally became the first target of everyone's speculation.
Zhao Wuji was the young master of the Limitless Sect. Though it could not compare to a dynasty, it was still a powerful force with deep foundations.
Huang Jiuli was a direct descendant of Phoenix Divine Mountain. There was no need to even mention the force behind her.
Beichen Xing was a prince of the Beichen Dynasty, blessed by the dynasty's fortune, his strength unfathomable.
All three possessed extraordinary backgrounds and profound foundations.
Only Qin Yan was a commoner who had emerged from a remote planet, with no background and no one to rely on.
In most people's eyes, it was only natural that he would be