On the arena, the geniuses all moved together, reaching for the streaks of light falling down.
But Shi Feng was unhurried, extremely calm.
There were twenty-one streaks of light. Since it's a draw, each person would grab one. Inside these lights, there should be something akin to their number tokens.
At this moment, Shi Feng set his sights on a purple streak of light not far away. His body moved to instantly teleport over, but just as he was about to reach for it, his brow suddenly furrowed sharply as the purple light abruptly shot backward, instantly speeding away from him.
Shi Feng coldly watched the rapidly departing streak of light. He quickly saw the direction of the purple light, heading toward the Ancient Netherworld Clan genius wrapped entirely in black fog, Gloomy Hide.
Though he couldn't see the face hidden in the black fog, nor knew if it even had a face, Shi Feng already sensed that when this thing looked at him, its expression was full of mockery and disdain.
