The sun rose in the east, and the thin mist dispersed.
The vast convoy set out from Silver Leaf Studio, heading toward Heavenbright Peak.
It included not only local factions but also those who had come from other cities and prefectures, so the black stream of cars stretched on without end.
No one had been sent to clear the roads specifically.
But word of today's arena battle had long since spread like wildfire throughout Lin'an.
Rogue martial artists and ordinary citizens alike knew that today's battle would decide Lin'an's future.
Thus, when pedestrians, rickshaws, and horse-drawn carriages along the road saw that black stream approaching from afar, most moved aside of their own accord. No one would be so blind as to obstruct Lin'an's local powers at a time like this.
"Daoist Master Jiang, we should reach the vicinity of Heavenbright Peak in about another hour."
Inside a vintage car in the middle of the convoy, Silver Leaf Studio's master, Gong Xin, was smiling as he introduced the famous mountain to Jiang Jingnian. "Originally, we could only drive as far as Spirit Far Temple. Heavenbright Peak is one of Lin'an's scenic spots, and reaching it requires another stretch of rugged mountain road."
"But after the abbot of Spirit Far Temple heard about this, he had men build a road overnight to show his sincerity and support. It isn't very wide, but we can drive straight to the foot of the mountain now."
At this point, he also took the opportunity to introduce Spirit Far Temple.
Two hundred years ago, Spirit Far Temple had still been a Regional Domain-level Faction. Its incense offerings had once flourished, and it had ranked among the most renowned temples in the Two-East Region.
But after the Western Allied Forces invaded, living beings were plunged into