On the arena stage, before the crowd below could recover from the battle between the two of them, the drums sounded again, and the second round of matches began in full.
Several more rounds of clashes unfolded in succession. One genius after another from the various domains took the stage, while the people of the Crimson Reed Domain waited to the side, their expressions still carrying a trace of gravity.
Spiritual light flooded the arena as techniques and moves of every kind rose and fell in waves, collisions ringing out without end.
Cheers rolled continuously from the stands, wave after wave of applause and acclaim echoing above the coliseum.
Jiang Lu leaned against the window of the private room, watching the matches below and listening to the cheers around her. Her blood surged with excitement as the battle-hungry instinct in her veins awakened.
Fortunately, this coliseum was no ordinary structure. A sturdy barrier had been set between the arena and the stands, a faint curtain of light stretched between them to block the impact of the forces within.
Without that barrier, even the Golden Core cultivators' clash in the first round would have affected every cultivator in the stands.
A battle between Golden Core cultivators was entirely different from the fights she had witnessed in the dense forest, and even more different from the sparring matches between her senior brothers and sisters on the martial stage. There was no holding back, no yielding; every move carried vast destructive intent.
Jiang Lu stood by the window, calmly watching every move on the arena stage, taking in every attack and defense.
Within her Sea of Consciousness, she involuntarily followed their moves in endless deductions, repeatedly simulating scenes of battle. The more she deduced, the more alarmed she became. Golden Core cultivators truly