"Everyone."
Fu Xing raised a hand, quieting the restless crowd.
By then, Xu Xiaoshou had already returned from the sky to his seat beside Mu Zixi, while Shouye of the Red Robes had directly chosen a seat at the main table.
"I'm sure everyone has been waiting impatiently, so I'll get straight to the point."
"The White Cavern is about to open. You should all know that, but with the emergence of the Yousi Sword this time, everything has changed."
"This opening of the secondary dimension will no longer be merely a simple trial—or training expedition—for the dozen or so surrounding commandery cities. You should all prepare yourselves mentally."
Everyone's expressions tightened.
They knew the preparation Fu Xing spoke of meant choosing between life and death.
Unlike before, entering the White Cavern this time came with an enormous possibility of total annihilation.
That was because other commandery cities, along with certain outside factions, had all waded into this muddy pool.
They might still be keeping a low profile now, but once the White Cavern opened, those people would likely begin slaughtering without restraint.
One fewer competitor meant one more chance of obtaining the final prize.
As someone thought this, their gaze unconsciously drifted toward the three swordsmen at the first table.
They were the perfect example!
Everyone present was an experienced old hand with no small amount of discernment. Naturally, some had already noticed that these three dignified swordsmen carried two famed swords between them!
Famed swords that one might not see even a few times in an entire lifetime had gathered in pairs because of a single opening of the White Cavern.
One could well imagine how terrifying the battles to come would be.
The crowd murmured among themselves. After pausing briefly, Fu Xing spoke with a grave expression.