600 feet.

The blood columns above Blue Sea and Qin Yu’s heads nearly stopped growing. Without accident, this would be the final result of the three.

There was no suspense in the selection of the top three. The remaining seven competitors and their protectors all showed dispirited looks.

They were strong, but their opponents were even stronger. And this ‘stronger’ was not just in the normal sense. It was at least three times higher, representing an overwhelming difference in strength.

Moreover, the Ancient King’s Lineage, Old King’s Lineage, and New Faction were the strongest three factions of the Nightmare Clan…now that their benefits were united as one, no one could stir up a storm.

The situation had been decided!

But this was only a result that would occur under ordinary circumstances.

Accidents often happened when everything seemed to have settled down, when a person felt helpless and unwilling and was about to accept their fate.

This was because Qin Yu’s confusion was correct. The Chosen Platform helped him conceal his bloodline…but it wasn’t going...