“Your turn.”
Qin Wentian’s calm voice permeated the air, sounding so serene it was as though Si Qiong had been nothing at all. He had never once treated Si Qiong as his opponent.
Qin Wentian was the strongest dark horse character in this ranking battle. He had walked all the way till the end, and gained the qualifications to issue a challenge to Chen Wang.
This fight would decide the top two ranks on the Heavenly Fate Rankings. This was the only ‘true’ battle.
To see who stood at the pinnacle, this battle meant everything. The final, decisive match.
The dazzling Astral Souls, the immense Purgatory Vermilion Bird hovering behind his back, as well as the devilishly handsome-looking countenance—it all radiated a sense of majesty, giving the impression that Qin Wentian was the Monarch of this entire world.
He stood there casually, regarding the spectators with a hint of arrogance shining in his eyes.