A month of preliminary rounds, as if carefully orchestrated by an invisible force, guided everything such that Yan Moshan never encountered any strong opponents. He almost instantaneously killed all his enemies in one move. Of course, it wasn't just him—many other favored contenders had a similar experience.
But… things were never that simple. Good fortune always comes to an end, and the invisible hand would eventually retract; it was only a matter of time.
After a month, the entire process of initial selection had concluded. Thousands of experts returned home disappointed, while the Imperial Martial Conference meticulously selected fifty true experts. The top fifty cultivators of the nation had been chosen, and the real competition was about to officially begin.
No longer twenty separate platforms, a massive Emperor's arena was reassembled and floated midair. Yan Moshan finally faced his first formidable opponent, Bai Bufan—a genius disciple from Supreme Tao.