After they docked the ship near the Island, some made their way to the Gote Island. They were all either powerful or people with high statuses.

The Gote Island has a restriction that only people with high statuses or people with cultivation on the Fourth Stage are allowed inside.

So the other youths who couldn't enter stayed in the ship till the start of the tournament.

There were other Islands near the Gote Island, but they were used for the preliminaries. So, it was off limits to land near it.

The Gote island was quite small as there was only an arena in the middle of the Island. The Island was only 5 km long, while the arena in the middle was 2 km long.

Davis and the others made their way to the Gote Island in a small flying boat.

"So this where the final competition will be held?" Davis asked as he put a calm and indifferent face.

"That's right, the preliminaries will be held in other Islands," Logan said as he nodded his head, "But you don't need to participate in the preliminaries since you're from a Sky Grade Empire."

Logan glanced at Ellia and said in a frown, "Though your maid, Ellia, needs to participate in the preliminaries."

Hearing that, Davis frowned.

As they talked, they arrived near the entrance of the arena.

They got down from the boat as they were greeted by certain people of high stature.

After they exchanged some pleasantries, Logan and the others made their way inside the arena.

When Davis got out of the entrance, he saw a massive field which contained 3 combat stages, each 500 m long. The 3 combat stages were surrounded by a huge bunch of audience who came to view the battle between the young elites.

In the north end of the elevated audience area, was the VIP area where all the people of high statuses were seated.

Logan looked at the north end and made his way there coolly as Davis and Ellia followed him.

"Haha, long time no see, Emperor Loret, I am sure you've done your best to uphold the honour of your Empire."

As he finally got there, Logan was greeted sarcastically by a middle-aged man who looked quite fat.

"Yes, this 15 year period was quite a hurdle for my Loret Empire, Emperor Ross." Logan sneered inside but didn't let it show on his face as he said indifferently.

He clasped his hands as he said, "I hope you had been all well during this time Emperor Ross, Emperor Ashton, Emperor Claymore and Emperor Ruth."

His eyes scanned past the other two Emperors who looked at him coldly as he sat in his seat. He was burning with rage but chose not to do anything here.

There were seven marvellous seats at the top of the arena. All the emperors arrived there and sat as they chatted with each other. Davis and Ellia sat near them but not too close. They sat with other heaven chosen elites of the various empires.

Logan chose to ignore Emperor Tritor and Emperor Raven altogether as the other party did the same....

"Hmph! You kid, you have the guts to say I had been well? Look at that daughter of mine! Too arrogant!! She didn't even spare me a glance and took away my position as if it were a roadside vegetable which was ripe for the taking!"

Hearing that, all the other Emperors laughed including Davis. But the other elites didn't dare to laugh at his statement.

The one who spoke was Emperor Mark Ruth. He was the Emperor until Isabella Ruth took the throne away from him for her own empowerment.

"My condolences Emperor Ruth, you had it hard..." Logan perfunctorily replied but he was laughing inside.

"*sigh* Leave it, you had it harder than me! This 15 year period was a calamity to your Empire, you have my condolences as well." Emperor Ruth said as he shook his head.

Logan nodded his head and didn't say anything.

"Could it be... then the rumours were true?" Emperor Claymore asked incredulously as he narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, that little girl is in her own world, not listening to anyone's advice. She left on her own to the outside world. That girl, I hope she stays alive..." Emperor Ruth said as his face turned grim.

Even though she does not listen to his words, he still dotted on her as she was his daughter and his pride.

Various gasps could be seen in the place where the young elites of each empire sat. Their faces looked like they had been given a huge blow but even so, some still stayed haughty and arrogant as they considered themselves to be of the junior generation.

Even the emperors sighed in admiration to her extraordinary feat. Some were even extremely jealous.

"In the outside world, there are probably many powers which are extremely powerful than us, so I hope that something doesn't happen to your daughter that can be considered, brutal..." An eerie voice quipped from the side.

Everyone turned to look at him, it was Emperor Tritor who uttered those words.

"Those words, what exactly do you mean?" Emperor Ruth asked as his aura flared.

Some were happy to see the spectacle while few others frowned in displeasure.

"I meant exactly as I said. I hope that nothing happens to your daughter, Emperor Ruth." Emperor Tritor grinned hideously as he said those words.

His words might sound appropriate, but everyone knew that he was wishing the opposite of what he said.

Emperor Ruth gnashed his teeth in anger. Just when he going to do something, a voice echoed out.

"Leave it, Emperor Ruth. Some people just couldn't bear to see others climbing atop of their heads." Logan uttered as he said those words indifferently.

"Haha, nicely said, Emperor Loret!" Hearing that, Emperor Ruth laughed as he started to like this new emperor.

Emperor Tritor narrowed his eyes and laughed suddenly.

"Bringing two kids to the VIP seats, even if they are of royal status, their cultivation is probably low that they don't deserve to be seated here. In fact, they do not even deserve to directly participate in the final competition."

Emperor Loret and Emperor Tritor glared at each other, a tense atmosphere started to whirl around the VIP seats.