The time had come for the final matches.

For the most part, the competitors were all conclave students.

These were people from the four institutes who were favored by the heavens, consummate geniuses who had come across some level of good fortune. Each and every one was famous in some way.

Because there were so few people left in the competition, the matches were subjects of much scrutiny.

As such, Yang Qi’s impressive sword technique stood out, and many people who had never heard of him began to pay more attention.

In the past, he had always managed to avoid attention, but now he was shining like a blazing star.

Many of the upright and honest elders from the Demi-Immortal Institute were nodding in admiration. After all, it was a blessing for a genius to rise up in the institute.

Also seated on the observation deck with the top experts was a middle-aged man clad in a black robe that had four dragon designs embroidered on it, one on the chest, two on the shoulders, and one on the back. He also wore a headdress styled like a dragon. He was surrounded by armored men, and didn’t look like someone from the four institutes or any of the other organizations. Instead, he looked like someone from the imperial court. 

“Go look into Yanhaven....