Time passed day by day.
At last, the final day arrived.
At this moment, countless cultivators who had come to witness the ceremony had taken their seats, sitting in neat, orderly rows.
Before them stood an enormous Arena.
The Arena was incomparably vast, its floor forged from special materials that even Daluo Golden Immortal experts could never damage.
Beyond that, a barrier had been erected around it, enveloping the entire Arena.
Countless Quasi-Sage experts and leaders of major factions took their seats.
Here, at least half of the top experts from several major continents surrounding Meteor Island had gathered.
The Quasi-Sage experts all sat below the Heavenly Blade Sage.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Blade Sage sat in the seat of honor, stroking his chin as he watched the Arena.
"I've bet everything on Ye Lin. I hope Junior Brother doesn't let me down."
"If Junior Brother loses, I'll be ruined."
Yun Wan'er stood beside Yun Qiyue, pursing her lips as she muttered softly.
Yun Qiyue, meanwhile, resisted the urge to tip Ye Lin off.
If this battle had not concerned Ye Lin's future, she would have wanted him to throw the match and leave this fellow utterly ruined.
"Brother Tusu, good luck! We think very highly of you—you'll definitely win."
"Brother Tusu, make it quick. Once you win, we'll go drinking together."
"Brother Tusu, once you win this battle, your reputation will be the greatest among us. You'll have to look after us more in the future."
"Brother Tusu, remember—show mercy. Don't get carried away."
"Brother Tusu, go."
The experts waved their hands and saw Baili Tusu off.
Once Baili Tusu had left, the smiles on those people's faces vanished in an instant.
Each one became incomparably indifferent, dispersing as though they did not know one another at all.
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