A Difficult Glimpse

"Ah... What happened?"

The narrow field of vision gave Xuan Sheng the eerie feeling of peeking around like a thief... Through that extremely restricted view, Xuan Sheng could see only a small, cramped patch of scenery.

Cream-white buildings filled with an air of nobility stood along both sides of the bustling streets. In the Holy City, not even the most prosperous streets dared allow anyone to defile this holiest of pure lands.

Believers of the different divine races entered one after another, waiting for their opponents.

As long as they could hold on for three rounds in the elimination matches... they would have a chance to enter the final competition!

Although the champions of the Festival of the Gods throughout the years had usually come from one of the Six Great Divine Races, that did not mean the divine races of the Second-tier Deities, with at least ten spots available in the finals, could not fight for their share!

In fact... it was precisely because they had no chance of competing with the Six Great Divine Races for the championship.

Being able to participate in the finals was already an immense honor for divine races that did not belong to the Supreme Divine Race!

"I wonder if we'll have a chance this time..."

Although Vina was technically the Xuan Tribe's "guide," her heart still belonged to the Goddess of Beauty, and her gaze drifted toward the divine race she belonged to from time to time.

"As long as we win three best-of-five matches, we can enter the final battle, right?"

On the lively, feverish streets, jubilant believers cheered the names of the warriors who had once shone brilliantly at the Festival of the Gods. Even the most slow-to-warm-up warrior could be swept up in this festive celebration!

Colorful streamers danced