"Kids, look over there." Wan Cangyuan's gaze sharpened as he raised a hand and pointed into the distance.
Following his gesture, Li Tianming and the others immediately spotted an enormous towered structure, its countless tiers layered atop one another in black and red.
Its walls were carved with dense, profound formation patterns, as though the building itself had been wrapped in an outer garment.
In a supergalactic capital as prosperous as Beacon Ruins, there was no shortage of towering structures, but this one was especially conspicuous.
The building rose from the Guan Zizai Realm, nearly piercing the heavens. It was many times taller even than the lofty Beacon Moon Tower suspended in the air.
Naturally, aside from its immense scale, it was also surrounded by countless guards wearing standardized armor.
That alone showed that the people within this building possessed extraordinarily unusual status!
They might even be some sort of official personnel!
Beneath their red-and-black armor, the guards' exact ages could not be seen. Yet the murderous aura unique to soldiers forced even the nearby crowds gathered to watch the spectacle to retreat on their own.
"Uncle Yuan, what is that place? Why is it guarded so tightly?" Wan Yao asked curiously.
Wan Cangyuan's gaze turned profound as he slowly said, "The Myriad Sects Imperial War, a contest between geniuses—when all is said and done, it isn't for these common folk to watch. It is for those so-called great figures... That place is called the Myriad Sects Imperial Tower. I've heard that many powerhouses from Republic Divine Heaven and the Ganfeng Eternal Empire are there, along with powerhouses from allied nations in other third-level and even fourth-level star systems."
"So our performance on the battlefield will be watched too?" Huangfu Yu asked in surprise.
Huangfu Qi patted his shoulder and