Every past Dharma Assembly tournament had an arbiter presiding over it. This was customary, and nothing to marvel at.
After all, conflict was inevitable.
Once fighting began, there would inevitably be winners and losers, and the stronger would be distinguished from the weaker.
Most of those attending were gifted disciples of the Eight Sects and Six Schools, prodigies of the Aristocratic Clans, or the sole pillars supporting smaller sects and clans.
If too many of them were killed or injured, the Dragon Palace would find it difficult to answer to the outside world.
That being the case.
The only option was to invite someone with mighty Divine Abilities to watch over them.
Lest anger flare into real fire during the contest, leaving the cultivators unable to hold back...
In previous assemblies, however, the arbiters had all been senior ministers of the Dragon Palace, trusted divine generals, or even those old dragons themselves.
They had all been the Dragon Palace's own people, with few exceptions.
This time, however, Yan Xi had taken their place and would preside over the proceedings.
With that in mind.
And recalling the rumor that Yan Xi was soon to marry a Dragon Lord's beloved daughter.
The cultivators all understood.
It seemed that rumor had not come like wind from an empty cave after all.
Before long, it would likely become fact...
For now, Yan Xi wasted no more time. He merely took a golden scroll from his sleeve and began reading out the rules of this Dharma Assembly.
As his words spread, before long, the cultivators in the flying pavilion all showed slight changes in expression, their reactions varying.
The atmosphere instantly grew subtle, with something of the treacherous unpredictability of waves and clouds.
*So these are the rules for this Dharma Assembly. It seems this