Most of them were from different clans. Good luck inside the mystic realm was rare, and they were all competitors here.
Embarrassed by the rejection, Wu Xiao fell silent.
At the side, Sang Feiyu laughed lightly and said something to Zhan Rao.
There was a clear divide between the ten of them. Those who had entered the last time were all calm and collected while the newcomers were evidently uneasy.
Amidst all their thoughts, the Immortal Footsteps Mystic Realm finally opened.
"Contestants, please enter the mystic realm," the elder said.
With that said, the ten of them entered the mystic realm, anticipating what was within it, wanting to make themselves stronger.
The moment they entered the mystic realm, white flashed in front of Ye Qingtang's eyes. Before she could regain her vision, she felt a bone-piercing chill attack every inch of her skin.
