Although Lin Bai felt something was strange, seeing so many martial artists pouring into Sky Sword City still stirred something in him. He slowly stepped into Sky Sword City.
Once inside Sky Sword City, he saw rows of neatly arranged houses lining the city streets. Yet there were no residents anywhere in the city.
At that moment, the martial artists entering the city began looking around in all directions.
Lin Bai and Lin Ye walked aimlessly along the streets, gazing at the houses built from yellow mud on either side. Their expressions remained calm.
Just then—
A thunderous boom rang out from within the city.
Lin Bai abruptly turned his head and saw the city gate through which he had just entered slam shut.
The closing of the city gate made Lin Bai frown.
Suddenly, a figure appeared high above the city. It was an old man, who smiled and said, "Welcome, everyone, to Sky Sword City. From this moment onward, the tournament officially begins!"
"There are already quite a few martial artists inside the city. I have now temporarily closed the city gates. This tournament belonging to all of you begins at this very moment!"
"Listen carefully to the rules of the tournament... The last martial artist still alive in this city will be allowed to join the Sword God Family!"
"The tournament will last half a day. If, after half a day, a large number of martial artists are still alive inside the city, you will lose your qualification. At that time, I will let other martial artists enter the city and compete with you again, until the last survivor emerges!"
"Now, you may begin!"
With that, the old man's figure blurred and vanished above the city.
"Are you telling us to slaughter one another?" Lin Bai frowned.