บท 1771: Prison Like Spatial Planes

Lin Mu looked up at the sky, feeling strong spatial fluctuation appearing again.

"They're really making Spatial Planes once more." Lin Mu said.

"It is the optimum way." The Saintess replied. "Though the numbers this time will be less." She added.

"They don't need that many after all. There are just sixty four contestants left… which means thirty two fights. And the numbers will only halve again." Lin Mu replied.

It was still unclear how many Spatial Planes they might be making, but considering the strong Spatial Disturbance Lin Mu at least knew that they would be bigger than the ones they had made earlier.

~shua~

The Saintess waved her hand and created a large lens above them again, allowing Lin Mu to observe everything clearly. His Spatial Perception was activated to the maximum, along with his Immortal sense, allowing him to observe everything in detail.