"Since it's a major competition, how can it be without referees?"
Qin Ze's body was already mostly inside the doorway.
A dark shadow surged outwards from his waist like a tide.
The old man of the Night Clan was instantly engulfed by shadows, which relentlessly dragged and pulled at him.
Like a demonic claw reaching out from hell, forcefully pulling it into hell.
The elder of the Night Clan panicked and screamed, " Higher Rule of Darkness, who exactly are you?"
Qin Ze's power of rules was superior to his own, and he had no power to resist, so he could only let this power drag him into the Northern Heaven Gate as well.
No! Don't!
The old man revealed his true form and struggled incessantly.
"Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone, let's play together!"
While chatting and laughing, Qin Ze had already completely sunk into the Heaven Gate.
Along with them went in, the resisting elder of the Night Clan also entered.
Outside, the Grand Elder broke free of his restraints.
Engraving resembling that of a stone pillar appeared on his forehead.
Despite the continuous collapse of urban space, the Grand Elder remains completely unaffected.
He stood like a pillar stabilizing the sea, firmly rooted in the void, his body radiating a faint orange light.
Similarly, there were also the Holy Temple Army who came with the Grand Elder, as well as other Ancient Race leaders and warriors who arrived at the Black Market later.
They too are protected by the power of the Engraving, remaining as immovable as mountains.
As for the people who originally lived in the Black Market, and even the leaders of the various clans, they all went with the flow.
My Second Sister had barely arrived in the South District when the incident occurred.
The city's Sidelines was raised upwards, and everything in the city flowed endlessly into the Northern Heaven Gate, like sand in an hourglass.
The sudden turn of events caught the Second Sister off guard.
Even as a Level Nine Martial Artist, she was unable to contend with this powerful spatial force.
She tried to activate the teleportation talisman and Martial Artifact, but they all failed.
Damn it!
Only now did the Second Sister realize why the First Elder had been so secretive upon arrival; even she had been kept in the dark.
It turned out that the Grand Elder planned to sacrifice the entire city; he had no intention of formally holding this Myriad Races Grand Tournament.
As the space collapsed and she continued to fall, the Second Sister saw the Grand Elder, who stood as steady as a mountain in the air.
"What have you done!"
The Second Sister was furious.
The First Elder sighed softly, "I'm sorry, Second Miss."
"This is a resolution jointly passed by the four tribes, and... your father also agreed to it."
The Second Sister's expression changed slightly.
She knew it.
Even if the Grand Elder had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't have dared to do this without her father's approval.
The Grand Elder continued, "For the future of the Blazing Sun Clan, appropriate sacrifices are worthwhile."
"And this isn't necessarily a bad thing for you; it could even be a stroke of good fortune."
The Second Sister cursed the elder in her heart.
good fortune?
Why didn't you accept this stroke of luck?
The Second Sister sneered, "I'm afraid you can't afford the price."
The Grand Elder shook his head. "For the continuation of civilization, any price can be paid."
"Let's wait and see."
After the Second Sister finished speaking, she was engulfed by the three-colored stream of light released from the Northern Heaven Gate.
The Grand Elder sighed inwardly.
He had actually wanted to mark his Second Sister with Engraving.
However, due to the repeated attacks on the South District, and the fact that the attackers were very familiar with the situation in the South District, the high-ranking officials of the four clans believed that there must be a mole in the Black Market.
Therefore, it was unanimously decided that no one who was originally in the Black Market could use the Engraving, and the Myriad Races Grand Tournament would start earlier than planned.
No matter who the mole is, no matter who the attackers are, as long as everyone in the Black Market is sent to the Northern Heaven Gate, the problem will be solved.
That's why the Grand Elder took such a simple and brutal action tonight.
"Holy shit!"
What's going on?
"Why are the laws of space failing?"
In a daze, the Grand Elder heard a familiar voice.
At first, he thought he had misheard and was hallucinating, until that familiar figure floated past him.
"The Holy Son?!"
Yan Miao was like a drowning child, his limbs flailing wildly in the air.
The Grand Elder paused for a moment, then immediately reached out to grab Yan Miao.
He didn't know why the Holy Son was here.
But now is not the time to think about these things.
Absolutely no mishaps can befall the Holy Son.
The elder grabbed Yan Miao.
"Elder?" Yan Miao blinked. "Have you seen my Second Sister?"
The elder frowned deeply. "Hold on tight, don't let go."
The faint light from the Engraving could only envelop the Grand Elder.
The collapsing space continued to pull Yan Miao downwards.
The Grand Elder focused his energy in his dantian, using his own power to fight against the rules.
Yan Miao didn't understand exactly what had happened, but he knew that if the Grand Elder didn't let go, both of them would be doomed.
"Go back and tell my father I'm not a coward!"
Yan Miao decisively let go of her hand.
The violent force instantly flung him away.
Upon seeing this, the elder turned around and punched the nearest Engraving stone pillar.
The collapse of the Black Market will end once a few key stone pillars are destroyed.
Yan Miao's life is above all else.
Even if the procedure is already halfway through, the Grand Elder must stop it.
Bang--
A middle-aged man with wings on his back blocked the stone pillar, interrupting the elder's attack.
The man said with a playful expression, "What, are you trying to defy the highest decision? Or are you the mole?"
The Grand Elder couldn't care less about anything else at that moment and told him the truth.
"The Holy Son is about to be swallowed by the Northern Heaven Gate; the Stone Pillar program must be halted."
The man said, "Why isn't your holy son staying obediently in the Blazing Sun Pool? What is he doing running to the Black Market?"
"Besides, this is a dereliction of duty by your Blazing Sun Clan, why should we bear the responsibility?"
Countless black shadows coalesced into a young woman from the Night Clan.
"That's your Blazing Sun Clan's holy son, not ours. What does it have to do with us?"
"This Myriad Races Grand Tournament is not only about your Blazing Sun Clan, but also about our very survival."
"If you want to stop, you'll have to get over me first."
A robot emerged from the void beside them, its red electronic eyes flashing. "Senior, I advise you not to continue being so stubborn."
"Furthermore, you need to have some confidence in your God of War successor. If you can't even pass this test, how can you become a future God of War?"
The elder's tightly clenched fist gradually loosened.
Turning around, Yan Miao had already disappeared into the stars and streaks of light.
Seeing that the deed was done, all three of them smiled.
They never expected that this Myriad Races Grand Tournament would bring such an unexpected surprise.
The Night Clan woman thought to herself, "Goddess above, I must make that brat die inside."
The spatial collapse is intensifying.
In less than two and a half minutes, some of the Black Market were dumped into the Northern Heaven Gate, leaving only a void and the dazzling Northern Heaven Gate in the surrounding area.
The Grand Elder gazed at the Northern Heaven Gate in silence for a long time.
At this moment, he finally understood what the price the second young lady had mentioned was.