There were about seventy or so people from the Heavenly Palace. All of whom, led by Grand Elder Tian Ganglei, landed in the valley.
Su Mo's eyes fell on the group and and, at a glance, he spotted Chu Tianxu. But he paid him no mind as his gaze fell on Di Yihun.
That was because he could feel strong telepathy coming from him. It felt as though Di Yihun was a sort of Arcana, one that could touch his mind.
"Di Yihun!" Su Mo muttered under his breath. This was the first time he had come face to face with Di Yihun.
Facing him, Su Mo felt neither hatred or any murderous intent, because this was arranged by destiny.
If he looked at it from Di Yihun's perspective, the man might do the same.
Between them, this was their fate as enemies. There was no hatred. They simply had to fulfill their fate.
"Su Mo, congratulations on joining the Thousand Selection Fight!" Feeling Su Mo's scorching gaze on him, Di Yihun looked over and said in a low voice.