In the spectator stands, only thirty or forty people remained. The Human Race had six: Ye Chen, Yan Qingxuan, the White Robe Emperor, the Azure Robe Emperor, the White Bone Sword Emperor, and the Martial Emperor.
Judging from the situation, the Human Race undoubtedly had the most people left. The other races had only two or three, at most three or four.
"Be careful."
Ye Chen saw Yan Qingxuan's gaze meet that of the Yellow Robe Old Man. Somewhere in the unseen, both had a faint premonition of where fate was leading them. They would probably face each other.
Sure enough, the next match was Yan Qingxuan versus the Yellow Robe Old Man.
"An old monster has run into a little monster!"
The Black White Old Man gave a sinister chuckle. Personally, he rather disliked the Lich lineage. The way these people looked at others was different, as if they knew everything, as if everyone lay within their control. Although he was of the Evil Spirit Clan and allied with the Devil Race, the Black White Old Man still hoped Yan Qingxuan could take care of her opponent. Of course, he knew how difficult that would be.
The instant the two faced off, they unleashed their respective domains.
The Yellow Robe Old Man's domain was the Lich Domain, which contained space-time. Yan Qingxuan's domain was the profoundly mysterious Profound Domain.
The Lich Domain was layered upon layer, each layer possessing different spatial trajectories and different rates of temporal flow. A hair's breadth of error could lead to a thousand miles of deviation. Even someone as strong as the Violet Robe Emperor had failed to hit the Yellow Robe Old Man when he first unleashed his ultimate move. Only after creating four phantom figures and attempting to destroy both the Lich