"Who would have thought that Earth is hiding so many masters! It seems my opportunity to ascend hasn't arrived yet; there's no point in disgracing myself here."
The speaker was the middle-aged man who had won the first round.
He raised his hand and bowed, saluting those powerful figures who had appeared!
Then his figure floated down to the ground and vanished without a trace.
He didn't even have the thought of contending with them and deliberately forfeited!
After all!
The difference in strength between the two sides was simply too great!
There was no need to even attempt!
Besides, he was very young—even among the gods.
Even if he missed this opportunity, all he needed was to return to Earth and cultivate in seclusion for a few thousand more years, and he'd have another chance!
And perhaps!
By then, with his cultivation improved, he could become a formidable figure that no one would dare to challenge!
...
At this moment!
