None of the disciples on the Assassin Sect was aware that this seemingly normal challenge would actually decide the fate of the entire sect. Losing meant giving up Planet Nameless and Nameless Mountain, departing from this land that they called home for countless generations, displacing everyone everywhere.
Not only would the Assassin Sect lose their base, even their reputation would suffer a heavy blow, slowly dying in the vast universe.
Craneshadow stood up, a heavy expression on his face. The large sparring field promptly became quiet as everyone waited in silence for him to announce the matches to begin.
