Dream Bar.
While the battle in the Demon-Locking Secret Realm raged on, another heated contest was taking place in Dong Mengyao's bar.
"Whoo-"
A spacious octagonal cage stood in the center of the dance floor, beneath dim, flickering lights. Confetti fluttered down through the air, and hundreds of excited men and women stood around it.
Inside the cage, two somewhat dazed Immortal Sect disciples looked at each other.
"Isn't something wrong here?" the one on the left asked haltingly. "Yue Wen only said he was renting a venue to hold qualifiers. He never said he was selling tickets."
"And in a place like this..." The one on the right was equally hesitant.
With this lighting and atmosphere, muscular naked men performing a striptease or women boxing in bikinis would have made more sense inside the cage. A duel between Immortal Sect disciples felt distinctly out of place.
"What's wrong with our place?" Dong Mengyao came onto the stage and addressed them. "With the few thousand you paid in registration fees, where else could we find you such a good venue for a magical duel? Boss Yue is a good friend of mine. That's the only reason I agreed to lend him the place. Renting it for so many days affects my business enormously, you know? What's wrong with selling some tickets to recoup my losses? Hurry up and fight. If you don't want to, plenty of people down there do. This cage has its own formation, so don't worry about hitting the audience. With your strength, you probably can't break through it. Get started!"
"..."
Her scolding left the pair speechless. They could only begin the first round of their magical duel once the gong sounded.
In an instant, supernatural powers flew everywhere and magical artifacts soared into the air,