The Celestial Human from the Demon Race had already ascended the Ninefold Divine Ladder, making him a Great Celestial Human and one of the strongest present.
"Excuse me, Your Excellency..." At that moment, an old Celestial Human stepped forward, cupping his hands cautiously. "How will the combatants be decided?"
The Ancient Creature glanced at him and asked coolly,
"Is every Celestial Human required to participate?"
The crowd exchanged glances and all nodded. No one chose to withdraw; after all, they had nothing to lose, but a victory meant a chance to enter that gate—a chance to seize a heaven-sent opportunity!
With such a terrifying Ancient Creature guarding the gate, what could be behind it? What would it be?
A smile touched Lu Xuan's lips, but hidden by the Bronze Mask, it went unnoticed. He then expanded his chest, his voice rumbling forth:
"In that case, I shall be the one to assign your opponents. And one more thing..."
His indifferent voice took on a taunting edge.
