Within a secluded and closed space, there were over ten thousand experts gathered. They saw the outside world through a water-like screen of light.

The screen of light slowly moved forward, bringing them along as well. Their speed was very slow.

“This thing’s too slow. Why didn’t we just directly charge in?” demanded the one-eyed Shi Lingfeng impatiently.

It had already been two days, but the battle had yet to start. It was irritating being crowded together like this.

Standing beside Shi Lingfeng was Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji had fully recovered, and he was staring menacingly outside.

Last time, Long Chen hadn’t just defeated Zhao Wuji but also torn off his armor. Ignoring just how grievous a blow that was, he had even lost face in front of the other supreme geniuses he was competing against. That was even more painful than being killed.

The Mechanism Sect hadn’t made a move for many days because they had been waiting for Zhao Wuji to recover. Once he had, they gathered all their...