Serra listened intently.

How amusing... So, he thought that far? If so, he must've anticipated the time when he would have to leave or that something would happen to him. He knows it himself that he only rose through the conflict and became such an overlord of his generation because of the chaos and war.

He thought to himself.

Conflict may give birth to tragedy, deaths and despair, but also gives birth to hope.

Along with the rise of new heroes.

Only heroes who faced adversity could hope to rise to greatness.

After all, a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.

Isn't that so for me?

"Well then, let's end it here and rest. We should make preparations for the tournament."

Lilia said then left through the door.

"Hm. This tournament... I hope it's interesting."

After that, days passed.

Lilia and the rest gathered information and prepared for the tournament.

Serra prepared potions and various medicinal pills for the team.

Of course, he stayed within the limits he set on himself.

It wouldn't do at all to go beyond them.

That would break the balance of the game.

Finally, the day of the tournament would start would officially begin.

An announcement was released throughout the city.

"All participants of the tournament are to head to the tournament grounds before noon immediately! Any team not present before the start will be removed from the tournament!"

The various teams were alerted.

At once, they stopped whatever they were doing and headed to the tournament grounds.

They gathered together and moved.

There were a myriad of expressions gathered on their faces.

Some were worried.

Some were excited.

While others showed confidents expressions as they moved along.

Regardless, none of them held fear whatsoever.

They all had confidence in themselves and aimed for glory.

"Lilia!"

Luisa also heard the announcement and immediately went to find the rest.

She immediately went to the inn.

"Luisa! You heard the announcement?"

Lilia said.

Luisa nodded.

"Where are the rest?"

She asked.

"They're should be gathering here."

Footsteps were heard.

Serra and Aies came down.

"It's finally time!"

Aies excitedly claimed.

"So it is."

Serra nodded.

"Let's go then."

"Wait. Seileen isn't here yet."

Lilia stopped them.

"What? Where is she?"

"She should still be at the shops looking at weapons."

Aies spoke impatiently while Serra remembered where she went.

"There's no way she didn't hear the announcement. Let's wait a bit."

Lilia dissuaded them.

Aies pouted but calmed down.

Serra merely nodded in understanding.

In that moment...

"I'm here!"

Seileen came bursting in.

She was sweating.

She must've rushed here immediately.

"I came here immediately after I heard!"

"Since we're all here. Let's go."

Lilia spoke.

With a nod, everyone left.

At the tournament grounds.

It was a grand sight.

There were thousands of people.

It was literally a sea of people.

Furthermore, all of them were cultivators!

There plenty of grand characters who ruled as overlords of their regions.

Powerful cultivators rarely seen were as plentiful as grass here.

They were all respectfully sitting in their respective seats.

Waiting patiently for the tournament.

Down below, there were a few thousand youths participating in the tournament.

They were wearing proud and excited expressions.

None were arrogant.

All present understood that everyone present here were their peers and were by no means easy foes.

They couldn't allow themselves to be the slightest bit arrogant.