That day, Heaven Gate was exceptionally lively.
Luxury cars could be seen arriving one after another.
As soon as the cars stopped, well-dressed individuals stepped out.
They came from all corners of the world—eccentric figures and martial artists—gathered here for one reason alone: to seek someone's protection once the Holy Region opened.
Ethan Smith had defeated a cultivator in the Mighty Realm and was being hailed as the greatest in the world; naturally, he had become everyone's focus.
At the same time, Ethan was deep in sleep.
When he woke up, two days had already passed.
Ethan groggily sat up in bed. The very first thing he did was use his divine sense to scan the entirety of Heaven Gate.
"Hm?"
Swiftly, Ethan noticed several bizarre auras.
His face darkened slightly, and he hurriedly darted out of his room to arrive at the Great Hall.
Looking at the people gathered in the hall, Ethan's brow furrowed faintly.