The night was deep.
Renjie Island was shrouded in silence.
The four rounds of battles during the daytime had come to an end, and almost all the cultivators were taking a short time to rest and recuperate.
Although after each battle.
The spirit of the Secret Realm would restore everyone's consumed mana and divine sense.
But the mental fatigue could only be adjusted by themselves.
At some point.
In a quiet place on the island.
Zhang Jing slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze naturally looked up.
There, the scroll shimmering with radiant light still hung in the sky.
However, the order of names on it had quietly changed.
[Alpha One·Chang Jin, Victories: Four]
[Alpha Two·Heishui, Victories: Four]
…
[Beta One·Zhang Jing, Victories: Four]
…
After a while.
Zhang Jing withdrew his gaze.
A touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.
