When Bei Dongshi placed his hand upon the orb, the eyes of everyone focused upon him, curious to see what this young man who was wrapped in mystery would manifest.
However, this time the glow was not merely bright… but was blazing! A deep and pure crimson light emerged that swallowed the other colors around it then dyed half the arena in blood-red radiance.
The uproar that followed was instant and deafening.
"R–Red?!"
"Is that… is that actually red?!"
"Impossible! I thought only the Twin Monsters would—"
On the high platform, several middle layer sect elders shot to their feet unconsciously, their composure cracking for the first time, and even the Path Saints narrowed their eyes sharply as they sat up in their seats.
Only Ming Yue remained seated, but the smile on his lips had become razor-thin.
The Desolate Hell Path Saint Zhen Mingshen slowly turned their head toward Hall Master Yan Moqing, their expression unreadable.
