Disciples 1

Outside Kovitan Palace. A plaza at an intersection.

Several tall circular rings stood quietly in a triangular formation.

There were three fully white rings, with huge crowds surrounding them. From time to time, there were people cheering, people lifting up their hands as support and whispering among worried faces. However, most of them were wholly fixated on the rings.

"Ice sword!"

A cold female voice came from the ring. With a tinkling sound, a ray of silver-white light turned into a sharp beam. It jolted forward towards a black-haired man on the opposite end of the ring.

The man's expression changed and thrusted his right hand towards the ground.

With a bang, a cloud of black smoke arose, hiding him within it.

Nothing could be seen within the black smoke. The sharp white beam quietly disappeared after.

After a moment, a white-robed female quickly retreated from it. She looked pale with her hand clenching her left shoulder.