Outer sect's yearly tournament

"Sect leader Gamos, finally, you came out of our cultivation abode,"

Just as he walked out of his cultivation abode to visit his disciples' cultivation progress, the sect leader Gamos heard a familiar voice.

"Huh? What do you want?"

Soon, the sect leader Gamos saw a young man walking towards him with a smile on his face which made the sect leader Gamos raise his brows.

'If he came personally to meet me, then there is definitely something big he is planning. I was careless in the past; however, I will not let this Grand elder's plans become true,'

While waiting for a reply, the sect leader Gamos silently thought in his head.

That's right! The young man was none other than the grand elder Fromir.

When he saw the Grand Elder Fromir, the sect leader Gamos unconsciously raised his guard as he didn't want to underestimate the grand elder.

"As a grand elder of the outer sect, can't I have a small talk with the sect leader of the outer sect?"