Let's not talk about what's inside the Death Colosseum.
Those strong ones who lost in the flag capture battle, all of them died miserably in the dark vortex.
Xiao Yi and his group were treading on golden light, making their way to a river as vast as the sky.
This river was so wide that one couldn't see the other side, extending endlessly, with surging waves and sparkling ripples. The turbulent tides slapped the shores, splashing up water into gigantic waves hundreds of meters tall, and the howling winds made it difficult to distinguish whether this place was reality or an illusion.
Splash, splash, splash, splash!
Suddenly, a series of huge bubbles rose on the surface of the river. As the bubbles burst out of the water, they exploded, sending splashes in all directions.
A massive shadow emerged with its head poking out.
It was a giant black python, its head as big as that of a water buffalo, only countless times larger.
The long body was pitch black.