Universal Fragmentation

"Greetings, Blood Ruler!" The Blood Space Ruler was sitting in a majestic palace hall. Below him were hundreds of Nebula-Grade martialists who were greeting him respectfully.

The Blood Space Ruler waved his arms nonchalantly. "No need for extra formalities. Have you guys prepared the regulations for this Grand Showdown?"

Two of the peak Nebula-Grade martialists standing at the front exchanged a quick glance filled with doubt. The Grand Showdown was a big event that would determine the future of the younger generation.

However, it was just an ordinary affair for the Blood Space Ruler and everyone else present.

This event had already been held umpteen times, so there was nothing to worry about. Everything would just go as it always had before.

However, if everything was business as usual, the Blood Space Ruler wouldn't have asked this question in such a serious manner. This behavior implied that he had his own plans for the event.