It was one silent night.
Noon of the second day.
More people from other martial institutions had arrived, which included the Crimson Sun Academy, Malevolent Frost Martial Academy and the Rudra Academy from the Nation. Of course, it also included the only rank 9 family from the Nation – the Constatine Family.
"So many powerful warriors."
Grandaf and the group gasped, their pride suddenly disappearing.
As he took a glance, Erian was slightly shocked, because Feira was also here. 'I don't think she was even ranked in the top six of the Rudra Academy! But she did have great comprehension, maybe the leader of the Rudra Academy wanted her to have more opportunities.'
"Another group of people coming to die."
Imdra and Pascal sneered.
On the third day.
A red sun rose up from the east, dyeing the Scorching Ancient Desert in a blood-red color.
