Outside the venue, on the floating viewing platform.
Everyone seated there was at least in the spirit nurturing realm, so naturally, nothing happening within the [Ten Thousand Beasts Forest] escaped their senses.
Yet the sight inevitably drew criticism from these powerful figures who prided themselves on belonging to upright, prestigious sects.
"This..."
Everyone's gaze focused on the green-shirted figure surrounded on all sides.
Granted, the Dragon Martial Dao Lord had made himself clear at the opening.
As long as they passed, any means were permitted. It all came down to their own abilities.
But openly rallying half the contestants to besiege a budding Myriad Forms candidate who had only just made his mark...
The [Violet Firmament Prefecture] and the [Divine Firmament Dao Sect] were being far too shameless.
Some could not help snorting under their breath.
"These are the so-called prodigies of prestigious sects?"
"Thousands against one! Aren't they afraid of becoming a laughingstock when word gets out?"
Those words immediately drew considerable agreement.
But before the criticism could spread...
"Not so."
A strong, resonant voice suddenly rang out.
The vice sect master of the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.
His indifferent gaze swept over the whispering elders from minor sects as he said calmly:
"When fortune favors you, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune turns, even heroes are powerless."
"In struggles along the martial dao, every means is fair game."
"As our sect's true disciple, Li Xuantong knows how to harness the situation. That is an ability in itself."
"If Ye Li truly has the potential to reach Myriad Forms, he will naturally break free."
"If he cannot, he has only his own poor fortune to blame, not anyone else."
"Precisely."
From the seats on the left,