Boom! Boom!
At that moment, the clouds in the sky suddenly churned, and a gale swept forth. The sound of war drums rang out from the Heavenly Prodigy Battlefield, as though the hands of a god were striking the drums. Wave after wave of drumbeats spread like ripples, shaking everyone to the depths of their hearts and setting their blood aflame.
The war drums of ancient times had sounded. This signified that the second stage of the Heavenly Prodigy Battlefield had officially begun!
"Too terrifying. Of the tens of thousands of outstanding talents in the Eastern Wasteland, only a hundred remain to enter the second stage. It truly is like sifting sand through great waves—only the genuinely strong can make it this far."
"Other than that Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator, I still think he only got through by luck. Otherwise, there's no way he could have reached the second stage."
"We'll find out in the second stage. I wonder which outstanding talent he'll face. One must know that anyone who walked out of the first stage is definitely no harmless sort."
"In the second stage, he'll surely die a miserable death. My imperial brother must have been killed by the combined efforts of other outstanding talents. He was merely a fish that slipped through the net and happened to escape." The Wind Kingdom's Sixteenth Prince clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth. He did not believe a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator could emerge victorious from a great battle against ninety-nine outstanding talents.
"That boy probably won't get far. A Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator's strength is limited in the end!" An elderly Spirit Refining Stage cultivator shook his head, clearly unimpressed with Chen Fan.
Whoosh!
At the same time, the second stage within the ancient battlefield officially