The dust on the plaza was so thick it was almost impossible to see one's hand in front of their face.
Even if the cultivation of the guests present was not low, they couldn't see anything in front of them.
However, eager to see the result of the clash between Wang Yan and Fang Jinchun, everyone widened their eyes, trying hard to look ahead through the dust.
Even as the dust settled in everyone's eyes, causing them to blink incessantly and shed tears, it did not stop them from staring with eyes as big as copper bells.
Finally, the dust gradually thinned, and a silhouette appeared in front of them.
Vaguely, one could see this person standing tall, head held high before the platform.
"That's Fang Jinchun!"
Even though they couldn't see the person's face clearly, just from the upright body, everyone naturally assumed it was Fang Jinchun.
Then, everyone began to look for Wang Yan's figure.
