The two entered the Discussion Main Hall.
Chen Lin glanced around. Nearly a hundred people were already seated.
Above them were six seats.
A person of imposing presence sat upright in each one, clearly an expert from the Six Great Lineages.
As he looked around, several figures caught Chen Lin's attention.
Each of them had something unusual about them.
Whether at the mark between their brows or somewhere on their bodies, they showed signs of breaking through this place's rules. They were most likely outsiders.
He looked toward Shen Wenling again.
Shen Wenling sat with the Ma Family Young Girl, his eyes closed in repose, speaking to no one.
Chen Lin withdrew his gaze as well, found seats for himself and Zhou Ximei, and waited quietly.
A little under an hour later.
"Right, everyone is here. As agreed yesterday, we will compete for places to enter the Holy Land through a martial contest. During the contest, life and death are left to fate. Anyone afraid of dying should stay off the stage!"
An old man stepped forward and spoke gravely.
"There may be some newcomers here, so I will repeat the rules."
The old man continued.
"Only the major lineages within the city are eligible to participate. Each lineage may send no more than three people. There are twenty Jade Talismans in total. The Six Great Lineages will each receive one, and the remaining fourteen will go to the strongest contestants."
"Does anyone have any objections?"
The old man surveyed the room. Seeing that no one spoke up, he was about to announce the start of the contest.
Just then, however, another person walked in from outside.
"No need to rush. Save a place for me, then divide the rest among yourselves."
The figure spoke with a smile as he