One by one, figures stepped into the arena, forming small groups. These groups were obviously organized by their respective sects. For the Divine Intent Sect, however, its disciples seemed to be avoiding Ling Chen, standing far away from him, as if afraid he would bring trouble upon them.
Ling Chen stood alone. The disciples of the various sects and Aristocratic Families were all staring at him intently.
Yuan Tianxing looked at the spectacle in the martial arts training field and couldn't help but shake his head, a hint of regret on his face. "I didn't expect the Divine Intent Sect's disciples to be so disunited. It seems that after the major crisis they endured, the spirit of the sect has weakened and is no longer as brilliant as it once was."
Lin Ya ignored everyone else. Her eyes focused on Ling Chen as if frozen in place. "This Ling Chen... is he the son of Supreme Sky Feather and Liu Xiling?"
