As a cold reminder sounded, the many competing young elites scattered around the temple stopped their actions and conversations, turning their heads to look toward the center of the temple.
The six Tomb Guardians burst into divine light the moment the countdown ended, like a volcanic eruption, like pulses from a supernova, the light surged to the temple's vault, indeterminately high above, converging into a dazzling Divine Power Disc, and invisible yet clearly visible rays rapidly crisscrossed to sketch out a face full of authority.
This surge of Divine Power, wrapped in the mysterious Power of Laws, spread outwards like the tide, sweeping across the many young elites within the temple. Their bodies and Souls of God were electrified, involuntarily shivering and trembling.
Watching those young faces full of vitality, Lin Xiao couldn't help but recall his own time competing, when he was equally young and full of life.
And now...
"Well, I am still very young!"
