As time passed.
More and more lords gathered near the sword tomb.
From the original dozens, it grew to hundreds, even with a faint tendency to break a thousand.
Lords from various realms and races were all gathered around the sword tomb, whispering to each other.
Yet no one dared to approach the sword tomb, each waiting for someone to take the lead, afraid of any hidden danger inside.
"A bunch of cowards, let me go first!"
Finally.
A fierce man stepped out of the crowd.
Leading a team of humanoid sword and shield warriors and archers, he directly walked into the sword tomb area, instantly attracting the attention of all the lords.
"Seems like it's Wu Yong from the War Venerable Realm, didn't expect even him to come."
"I heard during the last Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, he alone slew over twenty Tier Eight Lords, quite a formidable power."
"In this battlefield, probably only those few freaks in the top ten can suppress him, right?"
"Now we'll see some good drama."
