Hope of the Peak Race

"So many people!"

High in the sky, amid the Hong Alliance crowd, Thousand Rain King looked at the number of spectators—several times greater than before—and exclaimed in amazement.

King Lishuo and King Chaman kept scanning their surroundings, their expressions grave.

"Even a lot of old fellows who never leave home have come."

Seven Sword King, participating in the event for the first time, felt a little sour as he watched it all.

In all his memories, he had never seen everyone this excited.

Unfortunately, he was destined not to be the star of this event. He could only stand by and watch.

Once the time came today, those challengers would be driven by Five-Colored Aurora Lake to return to this area...