The Second Prince stepped down from the platform, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Perhaps he had been confident, believing that he was certain to win this battle, but he lost like this.
Countless eyes turned to the Second Prince, and though there was no mocking, most expressed regret.
Many people in the crowd sighed.
"Even the Second Prince lost."
"Who else could be a match for Cang Rong?"
"Could it be that no one in our Ancient Demon Continent can defeat Cang Rong?"
Despair was evident in many people's eyes.
Cang Rong's strength surpassed their imaginations; the power exhibited by the Second Prince was already astonishing, even beyond their expectations.
But now the Second Prince lost just like that, even with his incredible power, he was no match for Cang Rong.
The most outstanding geniuses of the Ancient Demon Continent could at best be equal to the Second Prince; there was almost no one who could surpass him.
"Is there no one left?"
