There were two chaos-colored Spatial Rifts in the center of the arena. Stepping through them would take the competitors to the competition grounds in the Wasteland Zone. Although the grounds had been marked out in the Wasteland Zone and equipped with formations, the competitors' safety was absolutely guaranteed.
After a friendly fist bump, the members of both teams went to their respective rifts and waited briefly.
A group walked in from the sidelines.
They were young people in white robes, one line of men and one line of women, sixteen or seventeen in total. All of them kept their heads lowered and walked in small, slow steps, surrounding a man in their midst.
He wore a long robe of golden brocade, with several people behind him whose sole task was to hold up its trailing hem. He had a high forehead, wide-set eyes, pronounced bones, and two strips of mustache above his lips, giving him a somewhat fierce appearance. Faint golden, scale-like markings covered his skin, and two rounded bumps protruded from his forehead.
Most striking were his eyes, with golden flames burning in both pupils.
His gaze was filled with lofty indifference.
A Dragonkin!
This man was the envoy sent by the Four Seas Dragon Palace, named Ao Weisheng. The Starfire Stones in the Wasteland Zone Ignition Battle had always been hidden by a Dragon Hall envoy to ensure the competition's fairness.
This was Yue Wen's first time seeing a Dragonkin of such exalted status. Perhaps because he was used to interacting with Da Long, he felt that the man's Dragon Breath was not particularly strong-his dragon content even seemed lower than Yue Wen's own.
But his entourage was certainly impressive.
The moment he entered, the spectators no longer dared to cheer freely, a testament to the oppressive presence