Platform Seventy-Three did not erupt into a chaotic melee at once like the other platforms.
Fairy Qingyue and Fenjin stood facing each other from afar.
The area where the two of them stood formed a strange vacuum.
The air seemed to have frozen. Over a thousand gazes—reverent, wary, greedy, or... filled with mad calculation—were fixed upon these two peerless prodigies.
Time seemed to stretch out, every breath saturated with suffocating tension.
Suddenly, several shrill voices rang out from the rear of the crowd, carrying deliberately provocative emotion.
"Everyone! What are you waiting for?"
"With Fairy Qingyue and Fenjin here, do we still have even a sliver of a chance?"
"As long as they remain, we won't have the slightest chance of entering the main hall!!"
"Only by joining forces and eliminating the two of them first will we have a chance to contend for victory!"
"Otherwise, we'll all become their stepping stones!!"
"That's right! Join forces!"
"If we don't join forces, none of us will have a chance!"
"Well said! Eliminate the strongest ones first! Kill!"
Those voices were immensely bewitching, instantly igniting the flames within the hearts of those geniuses who had long harbored fear and jealousy.
Under such pressure, the herd mentality was being magnified without limit.
Boom!
A blazing fire spear was the first to shoot out from the crowd, aimed straight at... Fenjin!
Close behind it, several ice spikes, wind blades, and even a concealed weapon containing Golden Immortal runes tore through the air with shrill whistles as they flew toward Fairy Qingyue!
"Attack!"
"Get them! Hit them first!"
The crowd boiled with indignation. Over a thousand figures, carrying all manner of immortal arts and magical treasures, surged murderously toward Fairy Qingyue and Fenjin at opposite sides of the platform, swallowing them in an instant!