At this moment, it was morning, and the sunlight was intense.
The sunlight poured over the land, warming it up.
When it shone on people's bodies, it was gentle and comforting.
But the Human Race cultivators present were all chilled, as if encountering June frost.
Their hearts felt cold.
The twenty-six Foundation Establishment cultivators who ascended the arena were all geniuses of the Human Race; without the qualification of genius, one had no right to take the stage.
Then, they were all killed by Jin Hao.
"Under the sunlight, the strength of the Golden Crow Race will increase significantly!" A Nascent Soul True Monarch spoke.
"Jin Hao is too strong, it's a pure-blooded Golden Crow... even at night, we are no match for it. The disparity between Human Race and Demon Race emperors in the early stages is too great!" another Nascent Soul spoke.
Everyone fell silent.
Some of the Nascent Souls wanted to refute, but in the end, they turned silent.
