The Mark of the Gods possessed by those who remained here were basically silver-grade. The blue-grade ones were the people who had just been teleported out.
High in the sky, eighteen of the twenty-four circles within that enormous magic formation were now emitting lights of different colors, along with distinct divine powers, giving the entire formation an oppressive air.
Only six circles remained. Once those six circles began to shine, all twenty-four circles would light up, and the struggle for the Lord of Gods would truly begin.
This was actually the normal process of the Tournament of Gods. In previous tournaments, the twenty-four circles had rarely all lit up; every stage would last for a long time before the final contest for the Lord of Gods began.
Making all twenty-four circles shine was also extremely difficult, because there simply were not that many geniuses of such caliber.
More than ninety percent of the people remaining in the secret realm had stopped fighting for points. Instead, they hurried to search for treasures, because they had no chance of becoming the Lord of Gods and saw no need to take part in the final trial.
With the support of six Imperial Stars, Zhao Fu quickly absorbed the power of the stars as well. He felt that the Power of Myriad Gods had become even stronger than before. Once it lacked only six types of Main God power, Zhao Fu's Power of Myriad Gods could become a supreme power of the God Realm.
At the same time, obtaining the inheritance power of the Stellar Main God brought considerable benefits. Zhao Fu now possessed the ability to sense stars and borrow their power.
At this moment, Zhao Fu could sense the six Imperial Stars even more clearly, and he could even detect every minute