"What should we do now? Do we kill those eight beasts directly?" Bai Hongtu gnashed his teeth, burning with anger.
"No, there are still three immortals who haven't shown up yet. Qian Desolation Master proposed the competition, he must have an intention; perhaps he is just stalling for time, waiting for those three immortals to make their move. We should just watch and see what happens."
"According to the time, the eight Desolation Masters should be setting off soon, let them give us a ride."
The three of them concealed their aura and went to the Qian Position Desolation Master Temple.
At this moment, the prodigies from the eight desolate lands had all gathered here, set to showcase their skills in front of Nine Provinces and to win the attention of the desolation masters.
The next five days would be the busiest for the eight desolate lands, selecting the strongest practitioners to represent them in the war was a monumental task.
