The white light pillar in front of them suddenly began to flicker, some runes appeared at its edges, transmitting intermittent fluctuations.
"Uh?!"
Ronan furrowed his brow, glanced to the side, and noticed that not only him, but the stone pillars under the other seven people were also experiencing the same situation.
The third round of the ranking battle was about to begin, but it seemed like something was wrong with the entire Arena's mechanism.
"Boom!"
Just then, the rock platform at the center serving as the dueling ground suddenly fractured, a massive amount of rubble fell, and below erupted myriad colorful lights like a fountain.
In this tremor, a mysterious and profound purple light pillar abruptly rose from the center of the "fountain" like a sword.
