Only the Powerful Win 

Ten days had passed. Every ancient warrior kept on training non-stop, wanting to make themselves stronger than others.

On the surface, they looked the same as they were before. However, in reality, their strength had already improved by a lot.

Qin Feng was able to make all nine starglobes to be as thick as four centimeters by now. After all, the Runic Galaxy Realm was the kind of place that could give birth to an Immortal at any given time. It was a realm unlike the other lower tiered realms.

"Time's up. Let's go back!"

Shao Dongfeng's voice woke all the participants up. Glares of brilliant light beamed up in their eyes before shying away into the depths of their irises. 

Shao Dongfeng, on the other hand, began sailing the jade ship back to where they came from.

Three hours later, all thirteen of them were finally back.