Dawn broke, the azure sky adorned with drifting white clouds, like a beautifully rendered painting.
The morning air felt exceptionally fresh.
Disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect dressed neatly and, full of energy, headed early to the gates of the Heavenly Domain to gather.
Some were eager to watch the day's exciting matches.
After all, it was not every day that such talented disciples gathered together.
Others aimed for higher rankings.
Their long efforts were finally granted a chance to be showcased today.
The disciples filed in one after another; the Heavenly Domain was so vast that it never felt crowded, even when the entire sect's disciples entered at once.
In the very center, a hundred arenas made of Black Tortoise True Iron stood like warriors at the edge of heaven and earth, firmly rooted to the ground.
The competition was not just about fighting; it also included alchemy, formation mastery, and various other professional contests.
