When Lin Feng sat on the First Throne, it signaled that the throne challenge was coming to an end.
At this moment, less than seven minutes were left until the end of the throne challenge.
Perhaps to emphasize its uniqueness and nobility, the seats for the top ten were clearly larger than the other ninety seats.
The First Throne was located in the center, entirely golden, as if forged from gold, with a diameter of two meters and a height of three meters, like a giant's throne.
Descending the steps, Lin Feng slowly sat on the First Throne. Facing the gaze of ten thousand spectators, Lin Feng overlooked the situation in the arena.
At this moment, among the hundreds of seats in the challenge, except for the Second Throne, all were occupied; apart from two persistent youths, the others sat quietly waiting for the challenge to end.
The two youths, perhaps due to soul power exhaustion, had long quit their demon transformation state, covered in blood and wounds all over.
