He walked out of the courtyard and saw that the usually desolate sect had unexpectedly become lively.
Many young people of the same generation had gathered together and were heading north, passing right by the courtyard where Xu Zimo lived.
"What's going on outside?" Xu Zimo looked at the Long Yidao brothers and asked.
"Everyone is preparing for the Nine Heavens Grand Gathering," Long Yidao explained.
"There are countless disciples among the nine branches, and not everyone is qualified to attend the Grand Gathering.
"Therefore, before the Nine Heavens Grand Gathering begins, the nine branches each hold a small-scale competition.
"To determine who will attend the Nine Heavens Grand Gathering."
"So that's how it is." Xu Zimo nodded and asked, "Why didn't I know about this beforehand?"
Long Yidao, standing beside him, hesitated and did not answer for a long while.
"Say whatever you have to say," Xu Zimo said with a frown.
"Because Young Master cannot cultivate, everyone assumed that you would not be participating in this competition.
"So no one specifically came to notify you," Long Erdao said from the side.
"Interesting." Xu Zimo smiled. "Come, let's go take a look."
The Nine Heavens Grand Gathering selection tournament was held in Wind Thunder Valley.
Wind Thunder Valley was a far-famed valley on Taixiao Peak.
It was said that the Nine Heavens Sage had passed away here. When he advanced to become a God King, the nine tribulation thunderbolts of heaven and earth descended.
They blasted this place completely downward and nearly reduced it to pieces.
Ever since then, wind and thunder had filled this place, remaining unextinguished even after ten thousand years.
When Xu Zimo and the other two arrived at Wind Thunder Valley, countless disciples had already gathered there.
Most of them were True Disciples and