Chapter 845: Victory
Aboard the Human Race's warship, Zi Zaitian, one of the disputed category commanders, watched as countless Heavenly Emperors from various races frantically sent messages to the Divine Martial Emperor.
He murmured, "Why do I get the feeling... that the Ten Thousand Tribes Dominion War's Overlord Competition is about to end?"
Standing before him was Zhan Tianxiu, who had sworn to surpass Li Pin no matter what. His gaze shifted to Shimo and Tyrant Wu Jin. Both were visibly shaken, yet even as a group, they didn't dare make a move against Li Pin.
He then looked at what remained of You Xu and the so-called "Ultimate Final Boss," the Scorching Flame Divine Lord. Both had been reduced to dust.
"It's not just a feeling... it really is ending," Zi Zaitian said again. "Just like in the Prodigy Competition, Origin has once again crushed all his enemies during the preliminaries."
He turned to Zhan Tianxiu. "So... this means we've won? We don't even have to go on stage?"
"Maybe. Possibly. Probably... we might not even get the chance to," Zhan Tianxiu replied, his tone a mix of certainty and hesitation.
He felt sure because, judging by the current situation, no one dared draw their sword in front of Li Pin. Many of the races that had unresolved disputes with the Human Race had already failed to qualify. In essence, there were no opponents left.
At the same time, he was also unsure. After all, this was still only the preliminary stage. Could it really be over already?
Many of the Human Race's prodigies, those who had steeled themselves to risk their lives, were left feeling like their presence didn't matter at all.
Speaking of presence...
Zhan Tianxiu's gaze shifted toward Emperor Ara and Yao Ji. He wasn't the only one. Zi Zaitian, along with Wu Meng, Luo Wuji, and a few others, all quietly shot glances at the pair. Clearly, the same thought had crossed their minds.