On the platform above, disciples who arrived later looked at Qinghu below and asked somewhat confusedly:
"Senior Brother, why do you think the Ancient Abyss Sect is holding the tournament in this large pool?"
The disciple in a blue shirt was staring dreamily at the back of a certain female disciple, not thinking clearly, he blurted out:
"Surely because the Ancient Abyss Sect ran out of space, so they set up the tournament stage in the pool."
"Who says our Ancient Abyss Sect doesn't have space?!"
A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly emerged, albeit tinged with slight anger.
"I said it, what's the problem?"
The blue-shirted disciple was completely unaware of the danger approaching, and turned gracefully to reply.
At this time, another disciple's hand shook slightly and whispered in the blue-shirted disciple's ear:
"Ouyang Senior Brother, this seems to be the Little Witch of the Ancient Abyss Sect, Sect Leader Lin An's daughter."
"Hmm?!"
