Chapter 517: The Hunt for Sport

"What do you mean, 'we have to survive'?" "Seven winners? Only seven survivors out of a thousand? So what happens to everyone else?" "Let me out! I don't want anything to do with this Autumn Feast-I'm just passing by!" "Let me out of here!" The crowd erupted into chaos, with all the young martial artists shouting and protesting, but it was pointless. The white-robed Martial Ancestor ignored their complaints, merely chuckling softly before turning to leave. Some martial artists, in a frenzy,...