A long time ago, the Myriad Solar Sects had fought heavily among one another for the Divine Worldeater Cauldron, resulting in heavy casualties all over. Letting the youths compete over such a divine item was already ridiculous enough. It was akin to deciding the fate of an empire in a baby fighting tournament. It was both childish and unthinkable, but that only made it all the more crucial. The hundred-plus thousand disciples in the Imperialdragon Palace were envious and jealous. They collectively held their breath, waiting for the fight to begin.

"Start the fight!"...