But on second thought, he felt that the Peak Master had simply seen through the true strength he had revealed in his battle with Zhao Wuji. Believing Qin Yan strong enough, he had been at ease letting him clash head-on with Xiao Han.
Huang Jiuli did not know exactly how many trump cards he had revealed in the Silver Space, but Jian Wuya certainly did.
The Three Wonderful Trees, the Undying Blood River, and four enormous spears bombarding the Mystic Yellow War General—Jian Wuya had watched every one of those scenes from beginning to end within that space of rules.
In the Peak Master's eyes, Qin Yan's strength probably no longer fell short of any Supreme Grade Prodigy.
"Heavenly Stairway Arena, appear!"
At that moment, Jian Wuya shouted in a low voice.
Within the great hall, brilliant golden radiance surged forth from every direction, like a golden tide that engulfed all fourteen disciples from the Mystic Sanctuary and Emperor Fall Valley.
Qin Yan felt a gentle force lightly lift his body as the scene before him rapidly shifted within the Golden Light—the hall's dome, the Coiled Dragon Stone Pillars, and Ten Thousand Swords Peak all turned into firefly-like specks of light that swept past behind him.
When the Golden Light faded, they had already left Ten Thousand Swords Peak and appeared above a plaza.
The entire plaza was paved with gleaming white jade. Its surface was smooth as a mirror, with faint spiritual light flowing within it.
Below the plaza, a vast crowd had long since gathered.
Countless Inner Academy disciples dressed in White Mystic Robes packed every corner of the plaza. They looked up at the fourteen young figures in the sky, their eyes shining with excitement and anticipation.
Lin Qingyue, Shen Wanqian, Jiang Li, and the others were