When the Profound Dao Sect contingent arrived, many people immediately began discussing them animatedly.
"The Profound Dao Sect is here."
"I heard the Profound Dao Sect has the makings of a dark horse this time."
"What dark horse? It was only Yang Chen who fought his way out. In truth, the Profound Dao Sect only won because the Shangxian Sect lost its head. If the Shangxian Sect had followed the proper order and chosen again for a rematch, there was no way the Profound Dao Sect could have won."
"If we're comparing geniuses, the Shangxian Sect may lose, but the Taiyi Sect certainly won't. What does the Profound Dao Sect have to win with?"
"That isn't strange, is it? The Profound Dao Sect probably never intended to win in the first place. There's nothing shameful about losing to the Taiyi Sect. Being able to make it to the second round for the first time in all these years is probably enough for the Profound Dao Sect to boast about for quite a while."
As the crowd buzzed with discussion, the Taiyi Sect, the continent's number one power, had already arrived long before the Profound Dao Sect.
Among the Taiyi Sect's people, Daoist Yunshang stood at the forefront. Several young disciples sat beside him, every one of them red-lipped and white-toothed, full of vigor, their cultivation without exception having reached the Demigod Stage.
Clearly, these were the Taiyi Sect's foremost geniuses.
"So that is Yang Chen..." Daoist Yunshang muttered to himself. "That youngster has certainly made quite a name for himself in this Six Directions Grand Competition."
"Hmph, made a name for himself? When he competes against us later, we'll let him learn what cruelty truly means." A fiery young female disciple dressed in red snapped, her face filled with disdain.