The sounds of killing pierced the ears, and the earth shook and mountains trembled.
Streaks of escaping light in every color raced about, shifting and dodging in midair.
True Qi surged across the wilderness, raising thunderous rumbling that made eardrums ache and swell!
Looking up, one saw dark clouds filling the sky and lightning striking furiously. Golden light intertwined with blazing fire, dazzlingly brilliant, staining the heavens overhead a patchwork of colors.
Radiance flashed wildly, blindingly bright!
From time to time, someone fell from Midheaven, coughing blood, and was transported out of the Vast Wilds Minor Realm, departing in dejection.
From time to time, someone successfully finished refining a "Jade Zenith Silver Disc" and claimed it.
They immediately rejoiced and were likewise transported out of the Vast Wilds Minor Realm, though theirs was a triumphant departure...
While the fighting in the arena raged.
Chen Heng remained motionless, sitting atop a mountain with his hand on his sword, watching coldly, though inwardly he grew a little more solemn.
For now, they were only fighting over those forty-eight "Jade Zenith Silver Discs."
Most of those who entered the fray possessed no particularly formidable methods and did not warrant much attention from him.
But on the distant peaks.
There were a few who compelled Chen Heng to be cautious.
"Tenth among Purple Mansion cultivators, Zhou Shiyuan of the Xiantian Demon Sect; eighth among Purple Mansion cultivators, Yin Quan of the Nine Truths Sect..."
His gaze swept over a deathly pale youth and a man dressed as a worldly scholar as he considered them.
Those who made the New Year's Day Appraisal were naturally no ordinary figures. Their methods were formidable and could not be underestimated.
And judging by their positions on the New Year's Day Appraisal.
Both Zhou Shiyuan of the Xiantian Demon