They should have nothing to care about if they treat foreign aid from all races as if they were chickens and dogs. Du Lang only needs to focus on Fengli."

Yuan appreciated Du Kang's caution, but she felt from the bottom of her heart that Du Kang had only one opponent in the alliance.

"Really? There is really only one opponent!"

Du Kang thought silently in his heart, and with the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at a noble man wearing luxurious clothes who was following a golden-scaled friend.

Du Kang's body as a high-level monk was suspended in the sky above. If his spiritual eyes were correct, this noble young man was wearing a half-length armor with a not very powerful aura.

But this was just a disguise. After further exploring it, Du Kang said that he had never seen a magic weapon with such brilliance. If he guessed correctly, this should be a top-grade magic weapon.

"Even many great forces that have inherited it for a long time may not necessarily have a high-grade divine weapon, but it is held by a mid-level monk. It is really luxurious. I just don't know that this person got the infinite weapon by chance.

Does the Lord Divine Weapon approve it, or is he born into a noble family..."

Continuing to follow Yuan calmly, they arrived at the deepest part of the island's inner lake, where the leaders of the thirteen clans had gathered, and the foreign aid they had brought, including Fengli and Mr. Guigong, who were particularly concerned by Du Kang.

After Yuan was polite to many old acquaintances, he learned that only ten families were participating in this competition, and then there was the unexplainable draw of lots.

Seeing that each family had decided on their opponent, the leader of the Purple Scale clan, whose tail was covered with dark purple scales and had a few pale purple scales on his face, stood up, swam to the center of the group of monsters, and spoke.

"Today's competition will determine the ownership of this year's Light of Creation. According to the rules of our clan's alliance: Anyone who takes the stage will only end the competition if one party voluntarily admits defeat, or if one party dies on the spot."

"But as the saying goes, swords have no eyes and sorcery is ruthless. If one party has already admitted defeat, but the other party cannot hold back and kills people, it is a common thing in the competition every year. Therefore, everyone who takes the stage is asked to have the awareness to spill blood on the arena."

In the Gengzi year, on the first day of June, the Jiaorenhui Alliance officially began.
Chapter completed!