"Who will be Number One Under Heaven? I alone decide who rises and falls!" A cultivator whose face was like ice frozen for ten thousand ages heard the news. His expression did not ripple as he quietly tempered the sword at his side.
"Surely those people won't avoid a fight this time."
At the Cosmic Frontier, a monkey's eyes blazed with a fighting spirit that seemed to dominate Heaven and Earth. More than the title of Number One Under Heaven, he yearned for the peerless battles awaiting him on the way to the summit!
"Number One Under Heaven?" The white-haired youth sighed. What good would that title do? He could only gaze at the moon and sigh.
News of the Number One Cultivator Tournament caused a great stir throughout the Universe. The people of the Different Strange World rolled up their sleeves, eager to compete as well.
The environment truly did make a difference. Though Longevity Substance was not especially abundant in the Different Strange World, there was still plenty of it, much like the conditions of the Chaotic Ancient Era.
Supremes could live for hundreds of thousands, even a million years.
But that also meant those of the same level in the Different Strange World found it hard to contend with people from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
On one side, cultivators lived in comfort and trained at a leisurely pace. On the other, they fought bloody battles without end and forged ahead fiercely. The difference showed.
Though the Two Realms had been connected for so long, and the Golden Age had tempered them, the people of the Different Strange World had changed their views considerably. Their ways were gradually changing too.
But their favorable conditions for Changsheng remained. They always had a way out. *After all, no