The so-called Battle Arena was an enormous semicircular structure. From the outside alone, it looked like an ancient ferocious beast crouching upon the ground.
The three words "Battle Arena" stretched across the surface of the building in blood-red letters. Blood constantly trickled down from them, only to vanish into the unseen, inspiring dread in all who looked upon them.
Lu Ye merely stared at those three dripping-bloody characters for a moment longer before he suddenly felt a tide of vicious, baleful malice sweep toward him.
Lowering his gaze slightly, Lu Ye looked toward the entrance.
That group from earlier had already entered, yet people continued streaming inside without pause.
A beautiful female cultivator stood quietly beside the gate. Every cultivator entering the Battle Arena would pause before her for an instant.
Lu Ye observed for a moment and immediately understood.
Before long, he too arrived before the female cultivator and, following the example of the others, handed her a Dao Fish.
He had seen it earlier. Entering the Battle Arena apparently required an admission fee. It was not expensive—just one Dao Fish.
One per person, but the daily flow of people through the Battle Arena was enormous. And this was only one of many entrances. Lu Ye was secretly astonished. He had no idea what divine being had opened a Battle Arena here. Ticket fees alone would let them earn until their bowls overflowed and their basins brimmed every day.
"Is this your first time here, Fellow Daoist?" the female cultivator in charge of reception suddenly asked, lifting her eyes to look at Lu Ye.
Lu Ye frowned slightly. "How could you tell?"
He believed he had acted naturally enough and had not revealed any flaw.
The female cultivator covered her mouth and smiled. "There is no need to be