At the foot of Cuiyun Mountain, a hubbub of voices filled the air.
Several thousand cultivators from Qing Province had gathered, their gazes intense as they stared at the massive light screen of the array suspended in mid-air.
On the light screen, runes swirled.
Names flashed and rearranged at high speed, finally settling into pairs of opponents who would be pitted against each other.
"This drawing is surprisingly sophisticated..."
Chu Fan gazed up at the iridescent light screen, a pensive look on his face.
He casually brushed a conspicuous patch of dust from his cyan robes—an embarrassing mark left from his "landing" moments earlier.
He first waved to the members of the Seven Stars Gang, then turned to follow the aloof Xiao Ziye, who was standing beside him. They walked toward the Demon Suppression Bureau's viewing section, not far from the Seven Stars Gang's area.
