Countless shadowy figures crowded together like a tide in a dark, cavernous hall that radiated waves of cold.
Faint, yellowish light spilled down from overhead, making the entire scene look eerily sinister, as though endless evil and terror lurked within.
A single glance was enough to send chills down anyone's spine. These people were clearly vicious criminals.
"The higher-ups have issued an absolute order this time. No matter what, we must fight our way into the top hundred in this competition between the various factions and seize the protection of heavenly dao fortune!"
The man seated at the center wore a grave expression. His low voice rumbled like muffled thunder, carrying irresistible authority and resolve.
His gaze swept across the hall, every word firm enough to cut through iron, leaving no room for negotiation.
Heavenly dao fortune was one of the rarest and most precious treasures in this vast world.
It contained boundless, mysterious power, with miraculous effects capable of remaking heaven and earth and defying heaven to change one's fate.
With the blessing of heavenly dao fortune, one could achieve twice the results with half the effort in cultivation while gaining countless opportunities and strokes of luck.
More importantly, at the brink of death, heavenly dao fortune could even become a life-saving straw, preserving one's life.
As for why they needed such vast quantities of heavenly dao fortune, that remained unknown. Presumably, it was nothing good.
Upon hearing those words, the many disciples in the hall fell into thought, and the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive.
Fighting their way into the South Sea's top hundred would be no easy feat. None of them had absolute confidence that they could do it.
Sect factions from all over had gathered, with over a thousand competitors in each cultivation realm. All of