The moment the voice was heard.
"Swish!"
A space rift suddenly tore open above the platform.
Aster Grant stepped out of the space rift with Veridia and Scarlett.
His gaze locked straight onto the Great Elder of the Ghost Race.
"Great Elder, aren't we here now? What's the rush?"
Though he knew full well it was the person in front of him who had sent three Monarch Level members of the Ghost Race to assassinate him...
At this moment, Aster Grant didn't show the slightest abnormality on his face.
The key now was to participate in this grand competition...
As for the scores to be settled with this Great Elder, it wouldn't be long!
Meanwhile, deep within the forbidden land.
Cyan's face was full of frosty anger.
He was currently organizing the final preparations with all the Ghost Race members stationed there.
He was going to charge back into the Ghost Race!
For years, he willingly guarded the forbidden land, his only concern being his two daughters.
