"Deathmatch Arena!"
Tan Sheng, who was resisting the assault of the demon wolves, exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the gleaming square object, realizing an instant later, "So that's it!"
No wonder Huo Liaoyuan's performance was so bizarre today; he intended to use this artifact all along. Everything made sense now—their side had launched a ferocious attack, but ended up on the defensive the whole time. Huo Liaoyuan had seemed to lose his reason, but aside from shouting, he showed no other signs of irrationality.
All of it was an illusion, laid out just for this moment.
"Indeed..." Xia Liang murmured softly, the truth of the matter aligning with his suspicions—Huo Liaoyuan indeed possessed a Deathmatch Arena.
His realization came partly from Huo Liaoyuan's odd behavior and partly because the Qi machine locked onto Lu Ye was just too abnormal.