Chapter 929 Drawing Lots (2/2)

In those eyes were hostility, curiosity, joy and playfulness.

But there wasn’t a ripple of emotion on Zhou Yuan’s face. He exchanged a glance with Su Youwei, who immediately smiled brightly at him. Her smile was like a warm winter sun, able to ease the tension in people’s hearts.

Zhou Yuan nodded before shifting his gaze to Wu Yao, who was ten steps away. Dressed in a bright red dress, she looked stunning, and she radiated a fierce and domineering aura like an empress.

But Wu Yao didn’t even glance at Zhou Yuan. Instead, her eyes drooped slightly.

Not far from Wu Yao was a tall young man with dazzling blood-red hair who caught Zhou Yuan’s attention. His face was pale, and he wore a harmless smile.

But when Zhou Yuan saw him, he felt a dangerous aura from him.

Wang Xi of the Xuehai Region.

He turned to look at Zhou Yuan and revealed a smile, but that smile sent a chill down Zhou Yuan’s spine.

Next to Wang Xi was a man in white who was graceful and extraordinarily beautiful. He held a folding fan in one hand and looked like a scholar.

Li Tongshen of the Shengwen Region.

Zhou Yuan’s gaze hovered over him a little longer because the Shengwen Region was the region specializing in Genesis Runes. The region was somewhat similar to the Spirit Rune Peak of the Cangxuan Sect, but obviously, the Spirit Rune Peak couldn’t compare to them.

Li Tongshen's spirit cultivation and mastery in Genesis Runes must be quite terrifying.

Zhou Yuan suddenly felt that someone was staring at him, and he immediately twisted around to see a beautiful woman. The woman was dressed in a black robe, but even the large robe couldn’t conceal her beautiful and slim figure.

She was carefully studying Zhou Yuan.

Jiu Gong of the Xuanji Region.

Seeing Zhou Yuan turn around, Jiu Gong swept an indifferent glance over him and turned back around slowly to avoid meeting eyes.

Zhou Yuan didn’t care about her attitude and continued to look at the other leaders.

His gaze collided with Xu Ming of the Yaogiu Region, whom he had met yesterday.

And Yuan Kun of the Yushou Region was a chubby and pale man. His face was greasy, and he was constantly wiping away the sweat on his face with a handkerchief. His round body was like a ball.

He cast a sidelong glance at Zhou Yuan, revealing an envious expression, and then turned to look at Su Youwei and Wu Yao not far away.

Zhou Yuan withdrew his gaze. Although he had only swept a glance over them, he could feel the dangerous aura they were exuding. They weren’t ordinary. Zhou Yuan knew that if a battle broke out, he would have trouble defeating half of them even if he fought with all his strength—unless he could open up the ninth Divine Dwelling.

“Get ready to draw lots,” Zhao Xiansun's voice sounded from above.

The seven people all came forward one after another and stretched out their hands to draw a stick from the clay cylinder.

The buzzing city fell utterly silent all of a sudden.

Zhou Yuan stared at the stick in his hand as the intense Genesis Qi gradually dissipated and revealed a number.

His pupils shrank.

The character ‘two’ was clearly visible.