Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned sharp, carrying unquestionable authority:
"Eliminate every member of every other team. The last team remaining in the secret realm will be the champion."
As soon as her words fell, the entire venue went dead silent.
You could have heard a pin drop.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, blankly looking at Bibi Dong on the judgment platform as though they had heard the most absurd thing in the world.
Put simply, it meant getting rid of everyone around you and being the one left standing.
A full ten seconds passed before someone cried out in disbelief, "What?! Eliminate all the other teams? This isn't a competition—this is slaughter!"
"Has Spirit Hall gone mad? With so many teams going in, how many people are going to die?"
"This is clearly a conspiracy! They want to use the tournament to wipe out the geniuses of our major sects!"
Angry roars instantly swept across Angel Plaza.
Representatives of the major sects rose to their feet one after another, glaring furiously at Bibi Dong on the judgment platform.
Even Ning Fengzhi, who had remained calm throughout, wore an exceptionally grave expression.
What kind of tournament was this? It was clearly a life-and-death struggle! Tens of thousands of teams would flood into the secret realm, and in order to seize the championship, they would inevitably stop at nothing.
When that time came, who knew how many talented disciples from the various sects would be buried forever in that secret realm?
"Adjudicator Elder! This absolutely cannot be allowed!" The Second Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan slammed his hand onto the table and rose to his feet, shouting sternly. "These children are the future of the major sects! By making them slaughter one another in the secret realm, are you