Transcendent Martial Ground

When the teleportation energy disappeared and the white light mellowed out, Alex found himself standing alone on top of a giant rock.

In front of him was a vast expanse of sparse trees that went on forever. The place he was on itself was filled with thigh-high grass, that Alex stepped on as he stepped down from the rock.

To his right was a grassland that extended forever, and to his left was the same. There were a lot of rocks along the way, and not a single section of the land he saw seemed even at all.

Everything looked so uneven.

He saw glints of light in the distance as people started appearing far away from him. There was only so much land for so many tens of thousands of people to teleport to without coming across someone else.

"Every one of us has been teleported randomly, huh?" he thought, looking around. He turned around when he felt someone's spiritual sense pass through.