The Dust Settles, Tension Rises
"It's the Holy Son of the River of Styx Sanctuary!"
"He's alive! He didn't die!"
"It seems the River of Styx Sanctuary has won this trial!"
Outside the trial grounds, numerous factions watched in amazement as Zhe Liang appeared, sitting cross-legged. Seeing Zhe Liang unharmed, many were excited, as a victory for the River of Styx Sanctuary was good news for them. However, the faces of the Dark Palace members darkened; their young lord was nowhere to be seen.
As the three figures fully emerged from the vortex of laws, the barrier of the Mandala Arena opened. Suddenly, a cry of despair echoed from the Dark Palace crowd.
"It's shattered! The young lord's life token is shattered!"