Grey quietly reasoned through all of this as he sat alone in his office. Although his eyes remained closed, his divine sense had already spread throughout the surrounding area, allowing him to perceive his environment with remarkable clarity.
It had only been four days since the seventeen colossal magic vessels descended upon Sky Mist City. Yet, in that short span of time, the number of incidents that had erupted across the city had already exceeded everyone's expectations.
Almost every single day, another young genius from the Sect Alliance would step forward to issue a challenge to the various Sequences of the Sky Mist Sect, hoping to prove their strength and reputation before the gathered cultivators. Meanwhile, the sect elders, peak experts, and mysterious ancestors who had accompanied them remained within Sky Mist Mountain, seemingly unconcerned with the commotion taking place below.
