"I congratulate the Soaring Immortal Sect for having a new master upon its historic halls!"
"Please accept this humble gift." An old man gifted in front of all the masses assembled.
"A pair of Phoenix Wings!" The crowd was stunned upon seeing the prized item.
The scene was basked in flames and some of them who had weaker cultivation bases could not help but escape away into the distance.
A few had even become bald on the spot as all hair on their bodies was incinerated without fail.
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
"Please give me back my hair!" The women had the loudest screams of them all. They could not accept this unforeseen consequence of coming here into this event.
"Take the victims and give them 1 Fate Pills each. As for this man, behead him at once." Our bored gamer only had this thing to say.