The Championship Platform.
After more than three months of travel, Qin Mutian, Zheng Tian, and the others finally arrived at the Championship Platform.
In reality, Zheng Tian's group had arrived three days earlier. They had been lying in wait here the entire time, just for Qin Mutian's party to appear.
Zheng Tian led the experts from the Guiyuan Sect to surround Qin Mutian's group. With his arms crossed and a frigid aura about him, he said, "Qin Mutian, long time no see. I trust you've been well!"
"Zheng Tian, you despicable villain! How dare you ambush us here?" Qin Mutian roared, grinding his teeth.
Before him, seven experts from the Royal Family already lay in pools of their own blood.
They had all died in Zheng Tian's ambush.
Every one of their faces was twisted with intense resentment and indignation, as if they had been forced to do something completely against their will before they died.
