The Crimson River flowed like a stream of magma, dying the world red.
Light shone from the heavenly mirror in the sky, illuminating the space for the battle of the Great Path.
There were more than thirty people on the battlefield at that moment.
In total, there were over 30 people who had achieved the title of Rising Dragon in the last ten Battles of the Sleeping Dragon, an average of about three people for each battle.
But many of them were merely secondary characters. In most people's eyes, only a few people were participating in this battle at the Crimson River.
"Is Xing Chou like his brother? Can he use his unmatched strength to sweep away all others on the battlefield and enter the Regional Palace to stand shoulder to shoulder with his brother Xing Kai?" Everyone watched in solemn silence. They had high hopes for Xing Chou of the Ancient Imperial City.
