"You... you..." Jing Yan looked at Zhao Xing, filled with grief and indignation. Before he could finish speaking, he was thrown into the arena by Chen Xuan to take a beating.
"Captain, please show mercy... Ah!"
"Hahahaha." Instant laughter erupted from outside the arena.
...
Good times are always short-lived. Soon, Zhao Xing immersed himself in cultivation, preparing for the Primordial Conference.
"I have now mastered seven divine skills."
"Soul Heavenly Vision, Divine Fire Turtle Transformation, Ti Yuan Divine Power, Purple Light Eight Epochs, Slaughter Thought Blade, Three Gods Fate Palace, Giant Sun Grassman."
"The Primordial Conference doesn't focus on equipment, so it only depends on personal cultivation."
"The Primordial Conference consists of four rounds of selection, mainly involving spells, dojos, souls, and spiritual will."
"There are multiple registration divisions, primarily divided into auxiliary and combat types."
