Early the next morning.
The thousand peerless geniuses had gathered early in the Central Plaza. Before them stood 1,008 Immortal Gods and Venerable Nine Swords in his blue battle robes.
"Begin!"
With a wave of Venerable Nine Swords' hand, a hundred enormous arenas appeared in the Central Plaza, each enclosed by a strange black mesh stretching over its edges.
At the same time.
The top hundred geniuses from the Trial Tower rankings and the hundred selected by the Virtual Universe were all transported into the arenas.
The other geniuses, who had not qualified to fight, watched from outside alongside the thousand-plus Immortal Gods.
In his arena, Yang Zheng easily defeated his opponent and secured a place in the top hundred. As time passed, the rest of the top hundred were soon decided.
Next.
The twenty most outstanding contestants would be selected from among them, then paired off to determine the top ten and award the places in the Primordial Secret Realm.
There was little to see in Yang Zheng's and Bolan's fights. The Virtual Universe arranged the matches based on performance and would not eliminate the top-ten contenders right at the outset, so both faced relatively weak opponents.
Soon, the top ten were decided.
Five enormous arenas appeared in the Central Plaza again, and Yang Zheng and the other nine were instantly transported into the ten arenas.
"Interesting!"
Standing in the arena, Yang Zheng looked at his opponent. It was none other than Lightsword Ai Chen, the genius of the Mengluo Wing Race.
"Please, make your move!"
Ai Chen knew she was no match for Yang Zheng, but she did not want to concede without a fight. The pair of light wings on her back unfurled in an instant, seemingly drawing all the light in the arena toward them.
Hiss!