บท 798: An Incense Stick’s Time

Far above the horizon, eight silhouettes stood in the air. Although they were all standing still and silent, the magnificent spiritual energy fluctuations that emanated from their bodies raged in the heavens and earth like a tornado. Even the thick clouds on the horizon were shattered. 

Countless people held their breath at this moment, and the oppressive atmosphere before the great battle made them a little breathless.

The eight figures in the air represented the existence of the aces among the younger generation in the North Territory. Their strength, even if placed among the major top forces, was capable of being the best out of the elite with unlimited potential. 

Now that these outstanding aces had to clash with each other, it was no doubt a collision between comets that would be earth-shattering.

"Who knows who can reach the top this time…"