The day finally arrived.
Long before sunrise, Nine Lotus Academy had already awakened.
Countless lights illuminated the mountains as streams of people moved through the academy grounds like rivers flowing toward a single destination. Flying vehicles descended from the skies continuously, carrying participants, spectators, reporters, family representatives, sect elders, and powerful warriors from every corner of the world.
The Golden Heir Tournament.
For months, the martial world had spoken about nothing else.
For days, rumors had spread without end.
Now, the waiting was finally over.
The massive competition grounds occupied an entire mountain region prepared specially by the Octopus Organization and Nine Lotus Academy. Several smaller peaks had been connected through giant stone bridges, hanging platforms, forest paths, cliffside routes, and natural valleys.
From above, the battlefield resembled a giant maze carved into the mountains.
