Zhao Fu briefly explained his next plan: Hua Ling would wait for him somewhere, and he would introduce a few people to her. Zhao Fu himself would continue searching alone for the Land of Inheritance of the main gods, while also robbing gods of their divine power.
But Hua Ling had no intention of doing that. She said, "I don't want to wait for you somewhere. After sleeping for so long, I want to look around, and I can also help you search for the Land of Inheritance of the main gods and seize the gods' divine power."
After thinking it over, Zhao Fu realized that as someone from the secret realm, Hua Ling naturally knew far more than he did. Moreover, she was a Void Realm cultivator, and her strength surpassed his own. So Zhao Fu nodded in agreement.
Now that the first stage of the tournament had begun, only those with blue marks could remain within the secret realm. Those with white marks would be forcibly teleported straight out of it.
There was no other way for everyone to stay in the secret realm. They could only fight and raise their marks to the blue rank.
This threw the secret realm into chaos as well. Battles erupted everywhere, and some people even began forming groups. A group's strength was certainly greater than one person's, so they banded together to bully lone individuals, hoping to raise their ranks to blue this way.
There were no restrictions on this either, meaning anyone could do it. However, only relatively weak people resorted to such tactics; true powerhouses disdained doing so.
Those on their own suffered miserably. Surrounded by a group, they had no chance of winning—unless they were someone like Zhao Fu.
On a stretch of open ground, several groups were