"Drawing lots begins now."
At that moment, on the distant island, two figures exchanged a glance and began drawing lots.
The method was simple.
Blind-box drawing, exactly the same as when Ye Lin and the others drew their own numbers.
A moment later.
A glowing spherical orb slowly appeared in the air.
Ye Lin looked up.
The next moment, the sphere exploded, and a number appeared in the air.
"Number Eight versus Number Eight."
As the words fell, Ye Lin looked into the distance and saw a figure slowly step out.
She was a woman of incomparable beauty.
"Hiss, it's actually the Saintess of Xuan Tian's Phoenix Clan. This match is in the bag."
When he saw the woman, Yan Ting, standing beside Ye Lin, raised his brows and sighed.
"How so?"
Ye Lin asked.
He did not know this woman.
These people were basically all from the Central Region.
And he truly did not know many people from the Central Region.
"It's normal that you don't know her. She's the Saintess of the Xuan Tian Phoenix Clan in the Central Region, the next heir of the Xuan Tian Phoenix Clan. Her talent is peerless, and her strength is even more outrageously formidable."
"If she takes the field, this battle is in the bag."
"Now we'll see exactly who her opponent is."
After Yan Ting finished speaking, he focused his attention in the direction of the Chaos Ancient Clan.
Ye Lin did the same, focusing on the distance.
He also wanted to see who this Saintess would be facing.
"The first match is already secured. Saintess, go get her and take them down!"
"I'd like to see what kind of expert the Chaos Ancient Clan sends out this time, though no matter who it is, they probably won't be a