After giving a clear answer, Xiang Weisha immediately felt an intense sense of weightlessness. The platform beneath his feet collapsed in an instant, and his body seemed to be hurled into an endless void.
His vision blurred and spun briefly before coming back into focus.
He suddenly discovered that he was somewhere new.
Beneath his feet lay an enormous plaza, paved with a stone that gleamed like blue-green jade. Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the aurora-like shifts of the sky overhead.
The entire plaza was so vast and empty that its edges were nowhere in sight. Seventeen enormous stone pillars stood in a fan-shaped arrangement at its center.
Each pillar stood a hundred meters tall, dark gold from top to bottom, its surface engraved with lifelike figures in different poses.
Without exception, these figures radiated a murderous aura honed through countless bloody battles.
Merely looking at them was enough to feel immense battle intent surging toward him.
Looking around, he saw that he was not alone in the plaza.
Several dozen figures were scattered sparsely across it.
They were clearly fighters the Ancient Gods had captured from different regions of Monster World. Having completed the twenty-two-win challenge in the Arena, they had been brought here for special training, just like him.
The central purpose was to make every subsequent battle these fighters fought more spectacular, producing more rule-derived energy.
Xiang Weisha looked up.
Atop the tallest pillar in the center of the plaza, a figure stood silently with his arms folded.
He was entirely enveloped in a loose black robe. His exposed face looked chiseled, his skin a metallic bronze. His eyes were half closed, flecks of gold swirling within his pupils as he looked down on their arrival.
Xiang Weisha immediately activated his analysis ability