Chapter 606: Clouds Rising
The morning light crept out from behind the clouds, casting a faint golden hue over the entire main hall.
Everyone was waiting.
Waiting for that contest, destined to be inscribed in the Tianbao Upper Sect's history, to raise its curtain.
On the plaza, several thousand people held their breath.
The morning wind blew down from the mountains, carrying the fragrance of pine and cedar and the fresh scent of rain-soaked earth, stirring countless robes into snapping and billowing.
The dense crowd stood like a silent forest, waiting for the storm to descend.
Then, the restlessness in the crowd suddenly stilled.
Thousands of gazes turned at once toward the main hall of the main peak.
Jiang Lishan wore a deep purple Sect Master's robe. His pace was unhurried.