The news of the Drunken Dream Pavilion tournament spread, and many Apex Realm martial artists throughout Badlands Prefecture were drawn in by the rewards. The top twenty would receive one hundred thousand spirit crystals, the top ten would receive one hundred and fifty thousand, and the top three would receive two hundred thousand. That was no small sum!
The martial artists who made it into the top twenty would receive one hundred thousand spirit crystals, which was equivalent to a single Apex Realm martial artist's earnings in Badlands Prefecture for an entire year.
Moreover, there were no restrictions on entering the tournament. As long as one was an Apex Realm martial artist, one could go to the Drunken Dream Pavilion and compete.
Although Chen Feiying and Han Zong had not vigorously promoted the news, Cold Sword had spread it through other channels, and it immediately became common knowledge throughout Badlands Prefecture.
Chen Feiying was left helpless and could only have the tournament stage prepared inside the Drunken Dream Pavilion.
In the blink of an eye, five days passed.
On the day of the tournament, a huge number of Apex Realm martial artists gathered at the Drunken Dream Pavilion. There were those at the first stage of the Apex Realm, as well as martial artists at the sixth or seventh stage!
Many Apex Realm martial artists had come from other territories after hearing the news!
At the same time, Chen Feiying and Han Zong brought the high-ranking martial artists from the Crimson Gate and Black Gate to the ninth floor of the Drunken Dream Pavilion, waiting for Lin Bai to arrive!
"Chen Feiying? Does the Black Gate keep its word? Are there really spirit crystals for winning the tournament?"
"That's right, Han Zong. Can you really be trusted? Could you be