"These Black Tortoise Stakes started moving this morning, and there's no pattern to it. All of you need to be careful."
On one of the Black Tortoise Stakes, Zou Wan was warning the others.
Fifteen disciples from the Southern Spirit Sect had come to take part in the competition.
Among them, Lan Yue, Yun Xi, Yuan Shuo, Zou Wan herself, two junior brothers, and one junior sister were taking part in this round.
Of course, Senior Brother Jiang Li wasn't included. After all, he was here mainly to protect them, not to compete.
The remaining disciples from their sect had drawn the round scheduled for three days later.
Junior Sister Lan Yue and the other little ones had been acting all mysterious, as though they'd discovered something new. They still hadn't shown themselves.
With two junior brothers and a junior sister under her care, she had to be especially careful.
Just then, Zou Wan saw someone nearby challenge the person resting on the neighboring Black Tortoise Stakes.
That person had already fought one challenger and earned half an hour of rest. But his injuries were still too severe; even now, his face was pale, and he looked as though he couldn't catch his breath.
It was already the second day, and there weren't many people left in the Black Tortoise Grand Formation. Most didn't dare go down, so they all had their eyes on spots atop the Black Tortoise Stakes.
After all, on the Black Tortoise Stakes, anyone challenging you would at least have their cultivation suppressed, putting both sides on the same starting line.
Without the protection of the Black Tortoise Stakes, however, a Golden Core Stage cultivator could snatch away your Identity Token in an instant, sending all your efforts down the drain.
That was why most people