The Vicissitudes of the Righteous Path, the Peerless Heavenly Dragon!

At 2:00 p.m., January 24th, Great Chu time.

Phoenix Nest, VIP Room.

The competition was gradually entering its white-hot stage. The leaders of major nations such as America, the European Federation, the Eagle Kingdom, and Rome, who had arrived late, also filed in one after another.

They watched their own contestants perform while cheering on and encouraging every participant.

These extraordinary young people had fought their way into the top hundred of their generation from among billions of peers.

Every one of them was a priceless treasure of human civilization.

In the future, each stood a considerable chance of breaking into the sixth realm—the Martial Heavenly King.

They were unquestionably the future pillars of mankind, destined to become the mainstay against the Heavenly Demons.

So even if it was not a match involving their own contestants, they still had to watch and offer a word or two of encouragement.

Once the later matches were over, they would all have to meet and get acquainted in advance.

They had already received "inside news" about what Great Chu was pushing forward, so they had long expected it.

Whatever mankind became in the future—whether divided among different powers or gathered into one—the strong would forever be the leading force, guiding the development of the era.

They would play central roles in resisting the Heavenly Demons, developing resources, and safeguarding civilization, becoming the key to shaping the future landscape.

"Senior Yingchun, you're still hale and hearty in old age!"

A Western middle-aged man who looked strikingly like [Throne Angel Seraph] entered last. He walked toward Zhao Yingchun, who was seated in the very front row, his face deliberately assuming an astonished expression.

"You look at least a hundred years younger. Could you tell me how you maintain yourself? That's incredible!"

Zhao Yingchun's expression shifted