The day of the final match dawned. The finalists Baek Cheon-Sang and Byeok Cheol-Gun headed to the arena early to prepare for their match. Despite being much more expensive than the quarterfinals and semifinals, the tickets had been sold out. While the place was filled with people looking forward to the finals, the overseers, Great Monk Gong Seon and Jeong Ryeo-Gun, were seated next to the podium.

“Who do you think will be the victor?” Ryeo-Gun asked Great Monk Gong Seon, who was sitting next to her.

“I’m not sure. I find that difficult to determine since both finalists have yet to give it their all. What do you think, Patriarch Jeong?”

“The same goes for me, considering they’re both clearly outstanding. It wouldn’t be strange for either of them to win.”

“Their skills have certainly exceeded my expectations. Not just them, either. The excellent skills of the other patriarchs who participated in this tournament surprised me as well.”

“I agree. Through this event, I discovered that murim had underestimated the power of the Ten Clans of Zhejiang. The Zhejiang Martial Alliance could even have a significant influence over murim’s domain in the future.”

“Considering a faction of the Nine Celestial Demons Sect has resurfaced, the Zhejiang Martial Alliance’s power will be a great help to murim.”

“On that note, have there been any new revelations about the Nine Celestial Demons Sect’s location?”

“The Nine Prominent Sects and the Seven Great Families have formed a joint investigation team to investigate this but are yet to find any clear evidence.”

“Won’t the Nine Celestial Demons Sect become more secretive because...