In the sea of forest, bathed in golden light, Mu Chen stood in mid-air, his dark eyes looking forward with a sharp gaze, as seven figures could be seen amid the forest.
These seven figures were standing around, about a thousand feet apart, as majestic spiritual energy surged around them, drawing howling winds. They stared at each other with dread and guarded expressions. They were clear that, if they wanted to ascend to the Daluo Golden Platform, they would have to pose as each other's greatest obstacles.
These seven figures were all aces, who hailed from various forces in the Daluo Territory, and any one of them would not be weaker than the four leaders of Mangshan Mountain. Otherwise, they would not be able to lead the first echelon formation among the other competitors. Also, it was precisely because of their strong capabilities, that the battle would culminate in an inevitable fierce struggle between evenly-matched opponents.