But the rankings had already been set; they weren't going to change just because a few people were making a fuss.
Instead, the expression of the other Marquis Level expert co-hosting the event with Marquis Qingyuan darkened, and a cold snort, heavy with authority and displeasure, suddenly rang out.
"HMPH!"
The sound wasn't loud, yet it was like a clap of thunder from the highest heavens, exploding in everyone's heart.
A terrifying aura—as vast as an abyss, cold and murderous—instantly pressed down.
It was as if space itself had frozen; the very air across White Jade Plaza seemed to congeal.
The few geniuses who had been shouting were instantly silenced, as if an invisible giant hand had seized their throats. Their faces went white as a sheet, pupils dilating as their bodies trembled uncontrollably. All sound came to an abrupt halt.
The shadow of death loomed over them, so clear and cold.
