Countless people cast their gazes towards the spatial vortex forming outside the Fallen Abyss.

After a series of extremely bitter battles, the nine regions tournament had finally come to an end.

The spatial vortex squirmed and twisted as countless figures flew out like locusts, and sharp whistles of wind rang out across the world.

The crowds on the mountain broke into wild cheers. No matter what the final result was, the teams that fought for their region deserved their respect.

Teams continued to pour out the vortex and land on a mountain, standing separate from the other regions.

Zhou Yuan, who led the Tianyuan Region’s teams, had no doubt become the focus of the onlookers. Gazes of surprise, admiration, and envy constantly swept over him.

In terms of overall strength and team size, the Tianyuan Region was still the most unremarkable amongst the nine regions. But who would have thought...