Under everyone's shocked gazes, Yue Wen's pillar of light kept climbing until it reached nearly two hundred meters before slowly stopping.
To the stone pillar towering into the clouds, that was only a section of its height. But to the other contestants beside him, whose pillars of light were only two or three meters tall, the distance seemed longer than their very lives.
Xu Lingchan stared intently upward, utterly unable to understand. We picked up so many gems in the Dragon Clan's living quarters, and only got a few meters. You picked up a few bundles of rags from who knows where, and got two hundred meters?
She realized something was wrong.
Was there a problem with the map the Western Sea Dragon Palace gave us?
After a moment's silence, Shi Miaozhen shook her head. "That's Yue Wen for you. He gives us a fresh shock every time."
"If I'd known, I would have followed Brother Yue and struck it rich," Meng Yuheng said. "It's too late for regrets now."
Dongfang Jianqi looked resolute as he told his teammates, "We have to target him for the rest of the tournament."
"Target him?" A young Sword Cultivator hesitated. "We targeted him plenty in the earlier rounds too, didn't we? We nearly failed to make it through the Secret Realm Tournament."
Another Sword Cultivator said, "Then bring the other two teams into an alliance."
A third disciple from Famous Sword Middle School said, "Didn't we already ally against him before? Weren't there Six Major Factions at the busiest point? And we nearly all failed to make it through the Secret Realm Tournament..."
"Oh, right."
The three exchanged looks, their gazes going blank for a moment.
Yet fighting spirit blazed in Dongfang Jianqi's eyes. "It's been many years since I met someone of