Inside the Ice and Snow Holy Sect.
All the disciples had gathered, and the final battle had also come to an end.
The disciples had no idea what was happening. Under the strict orders of their elders, however, they dared not speak recklessly, much less spread the news. They could only stand respectfully to one side and watch.
As for those with extraordinary talent, they had naturally already taken the stage to fight... and now, the final victor had been decided. All the disciples stared eagerly at the many higher-ups, wanting to know what exactly they were up to.
By comparison... many Holy Land Disciples knew a little about the First Sequence Battle. But among non-Holy Land disciples, very few knew of this news.
It happened once every hundred thousand years, and in the past, only the Holy Lands had been qualified to participate.
The other sects had never been qualified to take part. How could these young disciples know anything about it?
They knew nothing at all! Thus, they could only wait for the higher-ups to explain.
At that moment, the Ice and Snow Holy Sect's Holy Master, elders, protectors, and the others were all a mixture of excitement and unease. Not one of them could remain calm.
"Holy Master."
"The results are out. We...?"
Facing the many uneasy yet excited fellow disciples, the Ice and Snow Holy Master nodded heavily. "At this moment, it is time to report to the Heavenly Dao!"
"Success or failure rests on this one move. Whether our Ice and Snow Holy Sect can firmly take its place as a Holy Land today depends on this moment!"
"Phew..."
He closed his eyes, composed himself, and took a deep breath.
Even though he was already a Holy Master, he still found it impossible to face