Chen Fan sat in one of the top ten seats, surprising the crowd.0

After all, a ninth-level Heavenly Star realm brat was not worth mentioning before the crowd of ten thousand people.0

However, after witnessing a half-step Manifestation realm genius attempt to force his way into the ten-seat area—only to be struck down by an invisible force and dragged off by guards like a dead dog—their perception of Chen Fan shifted dramatically.0

Though his cultivation was low, simply sitting in the ten-seat area spoke volumes about his extraordinary talent.  0

Everyone knew that a dark black imprint was required to claim one of those seats, which was a feat beyond the reach of ordinary individuals.0

Not long afterward, several peerless...0