The golden city of Lindstrom was quite bustling that day, as many new guests had entered the city.
Obviously, these were the participants and the members of the corresponding family, sect or organisation.
Every one of them, even the ones who lost in the first round of the Inter-Galactic Ranking Competition, was enjoying their stay in the city.
Some were leisurely resting in their corresponding accommodations, while others were touring around the city and checking out the various impressive pavilions and halls that catered to the needs and desires of consumers.
Overall, most of them were enjoying the day to the fullest.
However, in one particular palace, an ominous presence shrouded the whole residence.
Inside the main hall of the palace, an altar was set.
A group of monks were chanting some scriptures. A few of them were sounding the gong, others the wooden fish, and some were rubbing the bead necklace.
