Today was the day of the Sect Grand Competition. The entire Misty Sect was decked out in lanterns and colorful streamers, brimming with joy and a lively, festive atmosphere.
At that moment, crowds surged through the sect, shoulders brushing shoulders. Countless disciples in white sect robes streamed toward the spacious square, creating a magnificent spectacle.
Ying Ming Hao had risen especially early. Full of vigor, he led Yun Qingyi and their fellow disciples swiftly toward their designated arena.
To ensure the competition proceeded smoothly without confusion or congestion, cultivators of different realms would compete in separate arenas assigned to their respective realms.
This would not only keep the arenas orderly but also make the matches more efficient and entertaining.
"Whoa, there are so many people!
I haven't seen anything this lively in ages!"
A young disciple exclaimed excitedly, his eyes gleaming with irrepressible anticipation. Clearly confident about this competition, he yearned to stand out amid the fierce fighting and achieve an excellent result.
"Of course! This Sect Grand Competition is a grand celebration held only once every sixty years!
Practically everyone in our sect will be taking part!"
Yun Qingyi likewise struggled to contain his excitement. Looking around at the vast square, he was astonished to see hundreds of thousands of disciples gathered there.
This was an arena reserved for Heavenly Immortal Realm experts to pit themselves against one another. The sheer number of contestants alone conveyed its boundless appeal and fiercely competitive atmosphere.
The grounds were a sea of people. By a rough estimate, hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Immortal Realm disciples were already present, with more arriving steadily from every direction.
Although most were Outer Disciples, along with people sent by the various cities, that did nothing to diminish the grandeur of the sight-a vast ocean of