Several days later.
At the Profound Elixir Palace.
In the spectator seats at the Dragon-Suppressing Platform.
"Next will be the last team that agreed to be watched today."
As the voice of the Profound Elixir Palace's steward elder rang out over the Dragon-Suppressing Platform, a chorus of complaints immediately rose from the spectating cultivators.
"We've only watched six teams today. How can there be just one left?"
"If this keeps up, we won't even bother coming on the next battle-watching day."
"I spent a full three thousand Gold Essence Coins just to get a seat, and this is all your Profound Elixir Palace lets me see? Give me my money back!"
"Fine, we can only watch these few teams, but you could at least tell us a little about how the teams of Dragon-Slaying People in the Immortal Burial Ruins are doing!"
"Exactly! Did the Dongfang Clan's team manage to seal the Blood Demon Ancestor last time or not? Tell us!"
Inside the Spring Rain Pavilion's small viewing pavilion, Zhu Huai and the others watching there were also deeply agitated as the piercing curses and jeers reached their ears.
Naturally, their agitation was not because there were too few teams to watch today, but because Xu Taiping and his companions still had not appeared in the viewing images.
Rumble...!
Just then, under the anxious gazes of everyone in the small pavilion, another illusory viewing image slowly appeared above the Dragon-Suppressing Platform.
As the figures in the image grew clearer, their expressions grew uglier.
They had discovered that, no matter how they looked at them, those figures did not resemble Xu Taiping and his three companions.
Finally, when the illusory image became completely clear, Little Commandery Princess Chu Xiaoxiao slumped into her chair in the Spring Rain Pavilion and sighed deeply.