After they sat down, Liu Yun took a seat beside Ye Lin and began explaining things to him. Behind them, the young prodigies craned their necks one by one, listening with rapt attention.
"See them over there? That's the Earth Spirit Race."
"And over there—that's the Ice Sparrow Race."
Ye Lin looked in the direction Liu Yun pointed.
He saw a group of towering figures sitting stiffly in their seats. Their bodies were massive and made entirely of stone, and their eyes were full of worry. They looked ill at ease.
Those were the Earth Spirit Race.
On the other side sat men and women in splendid clothes. Their faces were full of arrogance, and each wore a beautiful feathered crown.
Those were the Ice Sparrow Race.
"The Ice Sparrow Race is one of the strongest races in this remote region. Eight Heavenly Immortals stand guard over their people, so no one dares provoke them."
"The Earth Spirit Race is another matter. Their territory is small, their strength is weak, and they live on a single great star. Their numbers are few, and only one Heavenly Immortal struggles to hold their race together."
"No one knows why, but the Earth Spirit Race and the Ice Sparrow Race have never gotten along. Several great battles have broken out between them."
"And this Arena match was set in motion by the Heavenly Immortals of the two races."
"The cause was that a child of the Earth Spirit Race's Heavenly Immortal was assassinated by the Ice Sparrow Race's Heavenly Immortal. In a fury, the Earth Spirit Heavenly Immortal charged into Ice Sparrow territory to demand an explanation."
"But the numbers were against him. In the end, he returned gravely wounded. Because it is extremely difficult for the Earth Spirit Race to have children,