At that moment, space rippled slightly above the ten arenas.
Ten powerful figures slowly materialized, each taking their place beneath a corresponding Vermilion Bird Star Pillar.
These were the ten widely acknowledged, top-tier prodigies of Star City for this grand tournament—the initial ring masters!
"I'll go first!"
With a sharp cry, Wang Hao of the Liaoyuan Division, unable to hold back any longer, shot forward like a spear, heading straight for a temporarily vacant arena.
He had just steadied himself when a Yin Wind swept over him.
"I am Corpse Nightmare of the Ghost Star's Corpse Sheep Division!"
A Ghost Star Cultivator in a ghastly green Corpse Robe with sunken eyes landed opposite him, letting out a sinister cackle.
"A human from the Liaoyuan Division? Perfect. I'll make an example of you!"
"Enough talk! Taste my spear!"
The Red Flame Spear on Wang Hao's back hummed as it left its sheath, its tip gathering into a single, intensely sharp point of fire.
