In the spacious mayor's mansion, countless people were waiting for the outcome. There were also some powerhouses hiding among them.
There might even be a quasi-Saint hiding among them to capture Lin Mo and Qilin.
"What a b*stard! The geniuses of our sect had a great chance to get the Dragon Invitation, but it's a pity that they were stopped," one of the elders said through gritted teeth.
"Forget it. After all, once we take Lin Mo down, there'll be a new competition for the Dragon Invitation.
Those who were eliminated did not despair; they still had a chance to fight.
They did not leave. After coming out of the small world, they waited here to see what the final result would be.
"Now, activate the formation."
"Seal the space!"
The mayor made his move and suppressed the space with the power of a quasi-Saint.
Under his pressure, the Teleportation Talisman would have little effect.
