The overseer flew with Zhu Yi and the Sect Master of the Sword sect. His speed was far faster than either of theirs by a large margin.
He had heard about the bet between the Celestial Ice Sect and Zhu Yi. Although he favored the Celestial Ice Sect out of all the Sects in the Four Element Gathering world, Zhu Yi was far more important to him and all of humanity.
It did not take any time at all before Zhu Yi found himself in a familiar looking place. It was the same type of building that Elder Chit had taken him through long ago.
Since Zhu Yi was stronger, he was able to sense the strength of those around him far better.
Almost everyone here was at the same realm as him or higher. There were very few cultivators at the Soul Formation realm, and none below.
The overseer was different from Elder Chit. He was clearly a VIP here.
Without paying or having to talk, they went through a teleportation array. They arrived at a similar building. After a few more teleportations, they finally arrived at a location.
This place was a huge arena. From a glance, it seemed as if it was ancient and often used.
"This is an arena where a lot of famous tournaments happen. Its history is old, but relatively unimportant if you ignore who fought here and what they accomplished in the future."
Zhu Yi nodded as they walked through. There were a lot of people here. It seemed as if everyone had come early. The tournament started in around 50,000 years, not a lot for anybody that qualified to participate in this tournament.
Zhu Yi remembered the Sect Master mentioning that the Four Element Gathering world Sword Sect branch was not all that high in the rankings.
Perhaps if he had only come here with the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, he would have been treated like a normal person.
With the overseer here, however, they were given the top rooms. The vast majority of god realm cultivators in the universe were at the World Tree. Even here, only the host was at the god realm.
The overseer's appearance was unexpected and shocking. Nobody bothered them at all while they waited for the tournament to start. Zhu Yi continued to practice the sword.
Just a few years after coming to the giant arena, Zhu Yi heard a knock on the door. He stayed in a large penthouse with the overseer and the Sect Master of the Sword Sect.
The overseer got up and opened the door, wondering who would knock on their door.
As soon as he opened it, his entire body was drenched with cold sweat. Without a word, he grabbed the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, bowed, and exited the penthouse.
Zhu Yi exited the training room just in time to see them skedaddle.
He looked at the unfamiliar man that walked through the door. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed his master hop off of his shoulder and grow to normal human size.
"It's been a while." The man said.
"Not for me. It felt like it was only yesterday that I fought the Cosmic Dao." Zhou Fan said. "Do you remember me?"
"I started to store memories at the end of my lives. When I reached the god realm, I would restore them myself. Of course, they were limited. It would cripple my soul to take in even 1% of a True God realm cultivator's memories, especially one at the end of his lifespan."
Zhou Fan nodded. "Why are you here?"
The man sighed. "I just needed to see you. I didn't want to get my hopes up just for it to not be you. Now that I've confirmed it, I'll be on my way. See you after the tournament."
The man left and Zhu Yi looked at his master.
Zhou Fan explained to Zhu Yi. "That was Ying Xiong, an old friend. If you haven't heard of him yet, you will once you reach the World Tree."
Zhu Yi just shrugged. At this point, it would be weird if he didn't notice that his master was a supreme hotshot.
The overseer cautiously returned and everything became normal again. No one came to see them until the tournament began.
There were 1,024 cultivators participating in this tournament. One from every major branch of the Sword Sect throughout the universe.
The tournament was done in an extremely classic manner. One on one duels until one person remained. There were no exceptions, no second chances, and no 2nd place prize.
Besides being considered a better branch of the Sword Sect, there was only a prize for first place, getting to go to the main Sword Sect on the World Tree.
A god realm cultivator of the Sword Sect was sent out to oversee this tournament. He sat next to the overseer, a surprise guest.
Random numbers between 1 and 1,024 were given to each of the contestants. Zhu Yi received the number 7.
His opponent was number 8.
3 fights took place before his. Only one of the people seemed to be enough to challenge Zhu Yi.
His opponent was not a difficult one. A single strike of the formless sword was enough to render him unable to continue.
He sat back and watched as the rest of the fights happened. He spotted some people that were troublesome, and some that had weak opponents, causing him to be unable to determine their strength. He sat with the Sect Master of the Sword Sect in the stands.
It took nearly an entire day for the first round to end, and that was only because there were few even fights.
The second round started, and Zhu Yi fought number 5, the winner of his first fight.
Zhu Yi easily defeated him, once again, with a single formless sword.
The next opponent he would fight was one that seemed challenging at least. That person was the only winner that fought before him.