Hearing Tie Binghun's words, Duanmu Chun's mouth fell open. What kind of nonsense was this?
The Thousand Kings Holy Tower had actually sent a message to someone like Tie Binghun, a figure standing on the opposite side of the Thousand Kings, and it was even about some contest for the Thousand Kings Ten Emperors?
Sikong Jing's eyes flashed sharply, and he gave Tie Binghun a slight nod.
"I already know about this."
"The Thousand Kings Holy Tower's scheme is to have the Emperors of the entire world compete for five spots among the Thousand Kings Ten Emperors, giving all the world's top Emperors a chance to join the Thousand Kings Holy Tower."
This time, Duanmu Chun finally understood, but he was immediately left bewildered.
In other words, the Thousand Kings Holy Tower had changed its strategy. The Thousand Kings Ten Emperors would no longer all be held by people from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower; instead, five places would be set aside for the powerhouses of the world to fight over...
"But why?"
"The Thousand Kings Holy Tower has no reason to hand five Emperor positions to other factions. Wouldn't that be inviting fire to burn themselves?"
But as he said this, Duanmu Chun's entire body suddenly shook violently. "No, they want all the world's powerhouses to gather at the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, so they can scheme against the major sects—or intimidate the entire world?"
"They want to lure the people of the major sects away from Overlord Heaven City and into the Thousand Kings Holy Tower?"
After all, Duanmu Chun was Dongba's Grand Tyrant Judge. In an instant, he grasped the key to it all.
Yet at once, confusion filled his eyes again. "But why would the top Emperors of the top sects become the Thousand Kings Holy