"One-Armed Sword Saint?" Qin Hao froze.
For someone to be called a Sword Saint, his strength was easy to imagine.
Even a Venerable would probably not dare claim such a title.
He was very likely a Creation Great Expert!
As if he had read Qin Hao's mind, Fang Lang lowered his voice. "The One-Armed Sword Saint was a mighty expert! But that was five hundred years ago. He went alone to the Star Sea back then, and no one has heard from him since."
Qin Hao nodded.
That was no surprise.
Anyone with great strength would want to venture into the Star Sea.
The True Martial Continent was, after all, only a Small World.
The Star Sea was an immense stage in its own right, and it connected to many other worlds besides.
To reach the Blood Demon Great World or the Azure Flame Great World, for instance, the best route was through the Star Sea.
For a Creation Great Expert...
Only by going to the Star Sea could he hope to break through his limits and challenge the Nirvana Nine Tribulations.
Becoming a king of the Nirvana Nine Tribulations on the True Martial Continent was nearly impossible.
"Qin Hao, look outside." Fang Lang turned and gestured in one direction.
Qin Hao followed his gaze.
Beyond the window lay a vast Plaza.
The Plaza was packed with at least ten thousand people!
Every one of them had a profound cultivation base, and there was no shortage of High Rank Saint Martial Grandmasters among them.
With people everywhere on the streets earlier, Qin Hao had not noticed the scale of the crowd. Now, from the restaurant's second floor, he immediately spotted three Arenas in the Plaza.
Matches were underway in all three Arenas.
Behind the Arenas stood three statues carved from