It's hard to imagine that many people spend money on that expensive inter-province ether bandwidth just to send a few bullet comments and remarks.
The Seven-Colored Illusion Divine Phoenix, carrying countless honors, soared through the cheers, heading towards the center of the Floating Immortal Island.
There, a gigantic platform entirely composed of brilliant starlight, akin to a castle in the sky, had been waiting for a long time.
On that platform, the members of the top ten teams of the provincial competition had already been transported here.
Zuo Qingtian's gaze was complex.
Jiang Nalan seemed deep in thought.
The Heaven-slaying Demon looked full of envy and jealousy.
Zhao Yue's eyes were filled with amazement.
And Yin Long, who had somewhat recovered his strength, changed into a clean white outfit, and had a calm expression.
