Rumor had it that Ancestral Masters like Thunderbolt were all preparing to test their skills. After cultivating for a lifetime, no one knew what ascension was like, but every cultivator wanted to know where they truly stood.
In this world, only the Star Alliance had the capability to organize such a battle.
For many, the rewards didn't matter. It was all about the fight.
Three years was an ambiguous stretch of time—not too long, not too short—but for many, it was enough.
At that moment, Wang Meng arrived at the Taiyin Sect.
As the third-ranked super Demon Sect in the Star Alliance, the Immortal Mountain it commanded was magnificent and imposing. A massive Taiyin Wheel, a magical artifact of incredible power, hung suspended above it. It was simply left on full display—a symbol of the Taiyin Sect and a clear message that they feared no one who might covet it.
Such was the domineering confidence of a major sect.
