This was different from the other groups. After all, so much had happened. Rudeus remained to stare at Fane with venomous looks in his eyes. He looked like he wanted to rip Fane apart.
Fane ignored it. Another person to step on the array was Nash, who was from the Scarlet Pavilion as well. Nash was quite close with Rudeus.
He was also the leader of the seventh group. After all, his status and skills were the strongest. After he got on the Heaven Array, Nash looked right at Fane.
He narrowed his eyes as he glared at Fane coldly. He looked like a venomous snake that was poised to strike at any moment. Nash had deliberately stood beside Fane, and constantly shot cold looks at Fane.
Fane could not be bothered interacting too much with someone like that and remained quiet the whole time. After a moment, the golden light shone brighter, and everyone was enveloped in it.
After that, the ground beneath them started to feel empty. Fane was very familiar with that feeling. It was the sign of a long-distance transfer. After half an hour, the feeling slowly disappeared, and their feet touched the ground again.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was in a completely foreign space. He looked around and
found that they still seemed to be in a massive palace, but there were no carvings around them.
Fane turned to look behind him and found that the palace was absolutely massive. Fane could actually not see the end of it with his own eyes.
Other than Fane, the other alchemists had already heard about the competition venue. They were not too curious about it as they chatted and walked down the array.
Fane followed suit, noticing that there were two identical arrays not far away that were shining in vibrant golden light.
In just a few moments, people appeared on the first array. The ten of them were dressed the same way. All of them had white robes with mythical beasts stitched on. The other array had ten people as well.
Those ten were all in deep-colored robes. They did not have much of an expression on their faces, looking incredibly cold. It was obvious that the first ten were from White Marsh Continent while the latter ten were from Chaos Continent.
The thirty participants had all already arrived, but the atmosphere was a little heavy. They were all alchemists from different worlds, but they exchanged no pleasantries. They seemed incredibly cold. Even the alchemists from the same world did not really talk to each other.
Any conversations were all whispered. Thirty of them walked forward in silence. After about five minutes, Fane noticed that they were in front of thirty identical furnaces.
That was definitely something prepared for the tournament. The moment they arrived, a wizened voice was heard, "The competition will begin in two hours!"
After that, the voice went silent. Everyone exchanged looks as alchemists from different worlds immediately pulled away from each other.
Hestia Continent took up the western end. White Marsh Continent was in the middle while Chaos Continent was in the eastern end.
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