Sharing the Third-Tier Platform with him were the very finest prodigies on the Immortal List, along with key figures from the various powers, such as the Twelve Young Masters of the Yun Clan, the Ji Clan's Eldest Princess Ji Lingri, the Great Xia Ancient Dynasty's Third Prince Xia Wujie, and the Azure Lotus Sword Sect's senior brother Liu Qingwu.
Many among them possessed enough fortune to reach the Second Tier, yet had remained here. Clearly, they were thinking of the clans or sects behind them, securing their numbers on the Third-Tier Platform before considering anything else.
On the Third-Tier Platform, the atmosphere was delicate and taut.
Dozens of supreme prodigies each occupied a corner. No one spoke; only their formidable auras collided and probed one another in silence.
Xia Wushang stood with his hands behind his back, Imperial Dragon Aura flowing around him. Its draconic maw gaped wide, continuously swallowing the Sweet Dew. As his fortune increased, the imperial dragon aura behind him grew ever denser.
Buddha's Son Xuanchan pressed his palms together, his face compassionate and gentle. Buddhist light shimmered behind him, forming the phantom of a twelve-petaled golden lotus. The Sweet Dew he drew in transformed into golden lotuses, steeped in Zen serenity.
Behind him, more than a dozen Buddhist cultivators likewise sat cross-legged and recited sutras. Waves of sacred chanting resonated with the Dao Resonance of the Sweet Dew, creating a peaceful scene. But if anyone dared disturb their recitation, the Wrathful Vajra Gaze hidden beneath that peace would likely erupt in an instant.
Divine wind encircled Feng Ling'er, the Ancient Sword hung high above Li Qingming, and the Shennong Cauldron stood before Jiang Shinian... Everyone employed their own methods, frantically seizing the first wave of Sweet Dew.
Conflict could ignite at a touch, but everyone was