This was a competition of unprecedented intensity.
The audience standing outside the Full Mountain Red Restaurant was also filled with emotion.
Since the opening of the Grand Competition, they had seen death and even rivers of blood, but when it came to tragic and shocking, none could compare to this dark cuisine competition.
Initially, there were tens of thousands of spectators, but after the competition had gone for two hours, more than half of them had left.
It was not that Wang Lu's popularity was not enough, nor that the importance of the competition had declined. It was just that the scene was so tragic that people couldn't bear to look straight at it.
Even the Mysterious Sky Mansion reporter who insisted to stay on the frontline, a handsome and young looking cultivator but was already used to winds and rains, felt that he could not hold on.
