The voice entered his mind like rolling thunder, deafening and resounding!
"I, disciple of the Heavenly Fighting Sect,
battle against the heavens!
Battle against the earth!
Battle against men!
If we do not battle, how can we strengthen our bodies and spirits?
If we do not battle, how can we embolden our courage?
If we do not battle... how can we protect our home?
All who hold the Sky Fighting Token, regardless of which world or what sort of being, are disciples of my Heavenly Fighting Sect!
All my disciples may ascend the Heavenly Tower, may fight on the Life and Death Platform, may challenge the Heavenly Battle Hall!
All my disciples must not be cowardly, must not betray our clan, must not collude with the Evil Gods beyond the domain!
All my disciples can seize the position of Heavenly Battle Sect Master through combat!
All my disciples must strengthen our Dou Sect!
..."
The bell-like, grand voice gradually faded into the distance.
