The terrifying killing intent swept across Arena No. 2 like an icy tide.
Spectating cultivators around the arena were terrified, feeling as if they were in a cold cellar, shivering from head to toe.
Even the referee from group two felt a palpitation.
"Could it be... could it be that the battle to the death between the disciple of the Evil Emperor and Emperor Bai is about to start early?"
Shocked, the crowd couldn't help but silently question themselves.
"Brother Ye, as the saying goes, 'vengeance is a dish best served cold.' Let's let him jump around for now, and when the top ten round-robin competition comes, we'll finish him off!"
Seeing that a great battle was about to break out, Lv Zhan spoke, breaking the silence without fear of Emperor Bai.
Ye Fan, knowing it wasn't the time to have a decisive battle to the death with Emperor Bai, withdrew his gaze.
