They only needed to present their Tokens and did not have to pay any resources. This was a privilege unique to Mystic Sanctuary disciples—because the Myriad Laws Palace was a training ground of the Mystic Sanctuary, its disciples naturally had the right to enter for free.
As for those who were not disciples of a Holy Land, each of them had to pay a resource in order to watch the battle.
An invisible barrier stood before them. A gray-robed attendant stood there, expressionlessly collecting resources.
Some offered spirit pills, some spirit stones, and some spirit materials—there was a dazzling variety of them.
Qin Yan felt pained for them just watching. They had to pay a Seventh Grade Resource just to watch a match? That was far too expensive, wasn't it?
Yet those Martial Artists still handed them over without hesitation.
Because a clash between two Holy Sons was a once-in-a-millennium spectacle.
The Battle Arena was located high in the sky. A massive white platform floated in midair, gleaming with white light as though it had been carved from white jade.
The platform was circular, with a diameter of several thousand zhang. Complex Array Patterns flowed along its edges, emitting a faint spiritual glow.
Above the platform was a transparent light barrier. It was a Defense Formation, meant to prevent the battle's aftershocks from spreading into the viewing area.
Around the platform, thousands of small white jade chairs floated in the void, standing quietly in place.
The chairs were arranged neatly in an arc around the platform, forming an enormous viewing area.
The chairs were entirely jade-white, their surfaces flowing with a faint spiritual glow.
Qin Yan and Wen Ya arrived before the small white jade chairs and took their seats.
The chairs felt warm and smooth to the touch, comfortable