While still discussing Jin Yuelin, the attention soon shifted to the Main Event, the Dragon and Phoenix Competition Final!
The thunderous murmur of the crowd rose to a fever pitch as Yan Minglan, in golden ceremonial robes, stepped onto the center of the stage.
His voice boomed across the coliseum like the roll of thunder.
"Honored guests, mighty cultivators, and citizens of the Empire—today, you shall witness the pinnacle of this generation's genius!"
His words ignited another wave of cheers. Drums thundered in the distance, accompanied by the long cry of a ceremonial horn.
The arena itself seemed to tremble under the weight of expectation.
"The Dragon and Phoenix Competition has been fierce!"
Yan Minglan continued, his voice carrying with practiced cadence.
"From one hundred and twenty-eight contenders, through sweat and blood, through endless battles of skill, endurance, and willpower… only two remain!"
He paused, letting the silence stretch, before lifting a hand high.
