There were many secret chambers on the battlefield. Since Tianming hadn’t come forth, neither did Jiang Yu, Jiang Chengfeng, or the others. Those who were in the meeting at the Azure Pavilion were all together in a secret chamber. Among them, Jiang Yutong had already been defeated by Ye Lingfeng. The seven of them looked coldly at the battle outside through the window.

“We can’t take the initiative and can only wait?” Jiang Junhe asked.

“His ranking is lower than ours, so we can’t challenge him. We can only wait. But it doesn’t matter, since the fifteen days will pass in the blink of an eye,” said Gusu Yuyao.

“I heard that Tianming made rapid improvements. So for us, forcing them into bringing forward the final ranking was only beneficial,” Jiang Chengfeng was proud. After all, this scheme had been proposed by his grandfather, the Death Hall King, Jiang An. When he looked at Jiang Yu, Jiang Chengfeng noticed that the latter was acting very strange. However, he couldn’t be bothered to ask about it.

Right at that moment, the door was suddenly kicked open and a youth clad in black...