"All right. Since that's settled, time is tight. No need to delay any longer—get to your respective positions as soon as possible."
At this moment, an eastern prodigy spoke up. They had watched the spectacle for half the day and wasted half the day as well.
The two sides had faced off for so long, yet in the end, they still had not fought. Only two top-tier figures had gone off to clash. To be honest, there was still a trace of regret in their hearts.
After all, this place had gathered nearly all the supreme prodigies of the Demon Domain. Setting aside those from the Central Continent, these people could be called the true backbone of the Demon Domain.
If a great battle had erupted here, it would have been a truly earthshaking war for the ages.
After all, even the weakest person here would be an absolute big shot if placed in their own territory.
But in the end, they still had not fought. What a pity...
Upon hearing the eastern prodigy speak, the other prodigies abruptly came back to their senses. Right—they had come here for the Blazing Fire Stele.
They had nearly forgotten the real business just for the sake of watching the show.
One after another, the prodigies began finding their places. Everyone tacitly understood the arrangement: the supreme prodigies sat toward the front, while the rest sat behind them.
"We..."
On the northern side, everyone gazed deep into the heavens with worry written across their faces. They knew this battle would determine the fate of the Northern Demon Domain's prodigies. If Dugu Feng lost, the northern destiny would be severed completely.
When that time came, the Northern Demon Domain would no longer have the strength to contend for destiny. Every northern faction would suffer