Eternal Sky Platform.
Located in the heart of White Emperor City, it looked like nothing more than an ordinary arena on the surface. Yet powerful Formations had long been laid around it.
Once one came within three hundred meters of the Eternal Sky Platform, they would naturally enter the Array Space.
The Eternal Sky Platform had been built to make it easier for White Emperor City's Martial Artists to settle disputes.
After all, Martial Artists were combative. Throwing hands without a word was perfectly normal.
And White Emperor City had so many powerful figures.
If they were not given a dedicated place to fight and were allowed to do as they pleased, White Emperor City would be reduced to ruins by those Martial Artists in less than three months. What prosperity would there be left to speak of?
This time.
The battle for White Emperor City's Third Holy Son had also been arranged at the Eternal Sky Platform.
Thus.
Early in the morning, before the official contest had even begun, a vast crowd of spectators had already poured in.
To them, this was a rare and splendid show.
Only afterward.
Did the eight Holy Son Candidates led by Zhang Fengshen arrive.
They were all prodigies well known to the people of White Emperor City, each an extraordinary figure in the eyes of those spectators.
Of course, the most important thing was still profit.
The fact that they had become Holy Son Candidates and reached the Heavenly Human Supreme realm before the age of twenty-five meant that each of the eight Holy Son Candidates had a family standing behind them.
These families naturally could not compare to the White Emperor Family in White Emperor City, but they were all deeply rooted and far from ordinary.
For these families, overthrowing the White