The most important moment had finally come.0

The Azure Dragon Patriarch led all of them around the ancestral tablets and to the large door.1

Approximately twenty teenage cultivators fanned out into a row. Long Chen was standing next to Dongfang Xuanxiao. There was nothing to say, so Dongfang Xuanxiao merely patted his shoulder and said, “Do your best. Based on your current condition, you have great odds of winning!”0

“I know.” Long Chen nodded, then he looked at Dongfang Tianyu, who was also glaring coldly at himself. He thought about how Long Chen was just an ant to him when they first met, having to act reverently around him with his back bent. He didn’t expect him to be his greatest competitor today!0

How dare you threaten my position? Long Chen, I will kill you today! This is also to avenge Yunyao’s older brother! There are no rules against killing in this tournament! But I won’t act unless necessary. I doubt you’ll live with seventeen Earthly Core Realm cultivators and countless molten gold puppets...1