On the last day, all the chosen ones gathered together, coming to the center of the sanctuary, awaiting the opening of the temple.
By this moment, there was no longer any killing, for everything had been settled, and to continue would mean to fight to the death!
"Eighty-one young supremes, after enduring a year-long ordeal, are now down to just over thirty," a young supreme lamented. "This news will soon spread to the outside world, and who knows what shock it will cause!"
A year ago, the Ten Thousand Dragon Temple emerged, drawing the attention of dozens of paramount forces, with eighty-one young supremes rushing into it to vie for treasures.
But as a year passed, more than half of the eighty-one young supremes were lost! Such a loss was too great, even Saints would shake their heads in remorse, mourning the fall of the promising.
Young supremes are exceedingly rare, regarded as seedlings of the Dao and the hope of the major paramount forces.
