The five tomb gates had become the center of chaos in the secret realm.
Their appearance, accompanied by distinct heavenly phenomena, was like a spark in a powder keg.
Within hours, word of the tombs' appearance had spread like wildfire, igniting the greed and ambition of cultivators from every corner.
In the valley where the jade-and-gold gate stood, the atmosphere was thick with tension. Cultivators from the six super sects, as well as countless loose cultivators, gathered, their eyes glinting with fervor.
A loose cultivator with a crooked smile sneered at the disciples of the Heavenly Moon Sect. "Do you really think you have more right to this gate than us? All treasures belong to the strongest!"
The Heavenly Moon Sect disciples remained calm; however, Xi Muzhao stepped forward. "Strength is indeed the determining factor. Let's see if you have enough."
