Above Vast Lake, a dead silence gripped the million spectators. Not a sound escaped them, save for the spatial fluctuations caused by one talented competitor after another being teleported out.
Everyone opened their eyes wide, gazing intently at the water curtain before them, for the final decisive battle was about to arrive.
Who would be the champion of the Heavenly Dragon Hegemony?
Who could surpass all the heroes?
Who could claim the crown of the young generation in the Ancient Spirit Star River?
Who was the true king under one hundred years of age?
The answer was about to be revealed.
Everyone was incomparably excited and unwilling to miss a single moment. For now, the five top monstrous talents all possessed the cultivation of the seventh level of the Martial Venerable realm. Their cultivations were evenly matched, making it difficult to judge who could claim the crown of first place.
However, there was still one monstrous talent, Su Mo. What would happen next?
Su Mo's combat strength was truly terrifying. With a cultivation two levels lower than Xue Juntian's, he had actually blocked a strike from Xue Juntian without being defeated.
Yet Su Mo's cultivation was still too low. With the cultivation of the sixth level of the Martial Venerable realm, it was unlikely he could claim the crown of first place.
Given Su Mo's terrifying combat strength, if he possessed the cultivation of the seventh level of the Martial Venerable realm, there might have been some hope of contending for first place.
Under the current situation, however, things were extremely complex. Would the five top monstrous talents eliminate Su Mo first? Or would the six of them engage in a melee? Or perhaps form free combinations and divide into two factions?
In short, the outcome was hard to predict,