The great battle had ended, and no one was in a good mood.
Because they had lost again.
Although the one who died was a Demonic Cultivator none of them liked, he was still one of their own.
And they had also lost an entire great state.
It would be strange if they were in a good mood.
Though they felt awful, there was nothing they could do.
They could only pray that the battles ahead would go a little more smoothly.
After all, before this Arena tournament began, they had been brimming with confidence. But now, that confidence was gradually slipping away.
How had it vanished?
Who knew?
They could only pray that they would win the next battle.
"So strong."
Below the stage, Yun Qiyue spoke those two words.
She had watched every battle.
Yet any one of those people, picked at random, was stronger than her.
Having watched the Arena tournament up to this point, there were only two words in her heart.
So strong.
These people were stronger than the last.
She really wanted to ask, were they truly all in the same realm?
Your Third Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm and my Third Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm seemed to be different.
Very different.
Now, she had even begun to worry about Ye Lin.
The Chaos Ancient Clan experts appearing now were more formidable than the last. Junior Brother Ye Lin was in a bit of danger.
"Can Ye Lin win?"
Elsewhere, Nangong Yue, who was healing her injuries, thought to herself.
She had won, but not easily. She had only managed it after losing half her life.
Now, she was worried about Ye Lin as well.
Could he win?
After all, this Arena tournament was unlike anything else. Once one stepped onto the Arena, there were only two