Su Mo arrived at the Rain Sect's mountain gate. After activating the Jade Clasp to conceal his form and completely suppressing his aura, he quietly slipped inside.
The people of the Rain, Thunder, and Cloud Three Sects had all gathered before an arena in front of a magnificent hall.
The Inner Sect Disciples of the Thunder Sect and the Cloud Sect each occupied a corner, while the Rain Sect disciples crowded around them in a sea of people.
The entire arena looked imposing beyond measure. A profound Dao intent lay within it, as though no one below Nascent Soul could break it.
Su Mo hid on a tree branch nearby, secretly observing every move the three sects made.
What excuse will the Cloud Sect and Thunder Sect use to make trouble and probe them? Su Mo wondered with a frown.
The elders of the three sects stood around the arena, their respective Inner Sect Disciples behind them.
With the beat of a drum, the Three Sect Grand Competition officially began.
A Thunder Sect disciple and a Rain Sect disciple stepped onto the arena and faced each other from afar.
The arena was enormous, seemingly a hundred zhang across. The two disciples looked tiny after stepping onto it.
Watching in secret, Su Mo saw Elder Bai of the Cloud Sect and an elder of the Thunder Sect exchange a glance. Something flickered across their faces before they quickly concealed it.
Had Su Mo not possessed Divine Sense, he would have struggled to notice it.
Soon, the Thunder Sect and Rain Sect disciples were locked in combat. There was little worth watching in a battle between Core Formation Cultivators.
Su Mo's attention remained on the elders of the three sects. Suddenly, he frowned. He realized... none of the three Sect Masters were