Meng Bai looked around with wide eyes. "This place is… far more intense than I expected."
Cattaleya grinned. "This is paradise."
Patriarch Wang nodded. "But for the Great Tournament, everything has changed. The usual dueling rings have been repurposed as warm up grounds. The plazas have been converted into bustling markets. Several stadiums are designated for the tournament of those below the immortal realm.
Even the giant fist you see is part of it. That place is the real battleground where the tournament will happen. You might not see much from down here, but there's five rings made on each of the knuckles. That's where the real fights will be happening."
But while others were intrigued by the giant fist, Meng Bai was concerned about something else. "Below the immortal realm?"
