Watching his disciple’s name slowly grow dimmer on the ranking list, Qin Yi yelled in fury, denial, and apprehension, “N-no, no, impossible, don’t—!!!”

But, even as he screamed, Xiang Minghi’s name continued to dim, and finally exploded like fireworks in the air, completely erased from the ranking list.

The higher a disciple’s ranking was, the louder and more dazzling the fireworks were when they died. Thus, when Xiang Mingzhi’s name disappeared from the ranking list, bright fireworks exploded loudly in high air, sounding like a thunderclap. Bright lights spread out wave after wave like rippling water. Not only those on the Aeon Square, but even the people in the streets and shops saw the bright lights clearly.

“67th place, Xiang Mingzhi! I wonder where this disciple comes from. To die in the tournament, what a pity!”

“All these disciples...