"Have you heard? Chen Fan, the son of the strongest man under heaven today, will be throwing a grand banquet in three days. They say the feast will be unimaginably lavish."
"Of course I've heard. The news has already spread across the entire Fantasy Continent. Every powerhouse with even a little reputation has set out for it. After all, this is the only chance to see the strongest man under heaven from up close."
"They say there'll even be all kinds of phantom beasts there. Even Heaven Grade phantom beasts that vanished into the river of history will be served as dishes at the banquet. I really want to know what those things taste like."
"Tch, stop dreaming. The bare minimum to enter that banquet is Phantom Sect, and even Phantom Sect cultivators aren't guaranteed to get in."
"Ah, Phantom Sect is only the lowest threshold. As for us, we should stop thinking about it and just stay put."
"Why is Phantom Sect the minimum threshold? What's wrong with my Transcendent Realm?"
"This banquet is being held on Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Heaven Grade phantom dragons coil throughout Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and fierce winds sweep through it every moment. The temperature on its outer surface has already fallen to hundreds of thousands of degrees below zero."
"Moreover, Jade Dragon Snow Mountain stands tens of thousands of zhang high, and there isn't even the slightest path on its surface. You can only climb it with your bare hands. Even for Phantom Sect powerhouses, it is no small trial. As for a Transcendent like you? You'd be frozen into dust before you even got close. Don't entertain such unrealistic fantasies."
The news that Chen Changsheng, son of Chen Fan, the strongest man under heaven, was holding a grand banquet to celebrate