The Battle Arena of the Black Dragon Palace was already overflowing long before the battle was about to begin. Rows upon rows of outer disciples filled the lower stands, while the higher platforms were occupied by inner disciples whose presence alone caused the surrounding air to feel heavier.
Waves of anticipation rolled through the crowd as countless gazes remained fixed on the arena floor, waiting for the one whose name had shaken the entire Verdant Sky Realm.
Max arrived at the arena alongside Lady Virelia, with Carl and Lucia following closely behind. The moment his figure appeared at the entrance, a subtle shift rippled through the arena. Whispers spread like wildfire, eyes narrowing and widening in equal measure as attention locked onto him.
