Comfort

Then, Tuan Zi jumped up lightly onto the transportation formation.

Nan Suhuai lightly nodded. "Be careful about everything."

Then, he circulated the force in his palm. Instantly, a bright light shone!

The transportation formation gradually spun.

Very quickly, Tuan Zi's figure was about to be swallowed by that light and completely disappeared!

The crowd was still waiting at the square in front of the holy hall.

Many days passed, and most of the people who went in were eliminated. Five people still remained inside.

Miao Yang looked calm and did not speak.

The surrounding atmosphere was somewhat tense—it was silent.

Everyone was quiet as if they were terrified that they would disturb something.

Actually, there was a reason for this. None of these eliminated people had received a twist of fate in the holy hall!