"Begin!"
Nu Wa spoke again. The rune she released cascaded with endless might, thoroughly enveloping the arena in its protection, such that even Supremes, even the topmost Supremes, could not break through it.
"How exactly will the last position of destiny be selected? One-on-one? But there are three of them!" someone questioned with doubt.
"No, one arena, three people—most likely, it'll be a melee!" another person replied.
And within the arena, those three people seemed to confirm this statement.
At first, the three restrained their auras, but as soon as Nu Wa's voice fell, their might burst forth immediately.
Ye Haoxuan still carried the aura of the Tai Qing lineage, lofty as if a deity.
Yang Yi extended his hand, displaying the Divine Skills of the Buddha Land in Palm, within his grasp countless Buddhas chanted scriptures, illuminated by a radiance of Buddha's light.
