Desolate, cold, lifeless, with only the majestic structures that seem to have existed since ancient times, never collapsing. Only on the rough walls are the faint traces of time visible.
In front of these massive structures, even a blood infant tens of meters tall seemed as small as a child.
A light breeze swept by, billowing Chu Xiu's cloak.
"Here again, huh."
Looking at the statues of the four Gods before him, Chu Xiu exhaled lightly.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The rhythmic sound of footsteps echoed as an eighty-meter-tall Blood Attendant draped in a white priest's robe approached, prostrating on the ground, its enormous ears pointed towards the statues of the Gods, filled with piety, as if listening to the supreme oracle.
After a while, it turned its head, and a grand voice resonated in the arena.
"Gladiator, have you come to participate in the competition?"
"Yes." Chu Xiu nodded.
"Gladiator, the Gods are pleased to see you reach a new realm so quickly and come to the arena."
