The firelit assembly barely lasted ten minutes, partly because a new fog tide was approaching the field, and partly because there wasn't much to announce, really.
Sect Master Xuan Zi didn't even bother to consult the Elders. He revealed most of the contents of the envoy's message right away, loudly reading from a scroll.
Three of the most powerful sects on their planet had come together to hold a cross-continental tournament among all recognized sects!
Typically, this tournament was held once every ten years. And the last time it had been held was just six years ago.
Why had it been pushed four years forward, then?
The message simply provided two words: "Unavoidable circumstances." Sect Master Xuan Zi either did not know what the circumstances were, or was not keen to explain.
Of course, standing in the crowd, Han Xuhan felt like he had a good idea why this was happening. Didn't every cultivation novel have a dozen similar subplots?
