Floating Across Triads

Broken Moon Clan, Central Hall.

At dawn, many figures rushed over to the Central Hall Square. Some were inner sect disciples, while others were members of the sect.

Today wasn't the inner sect gathering, but more and more people rushed here.

His gaze followed the Central Hall and looked up into the sky. There was a dark green hall floating in the clouds. It was majestic and mysterious, surrounded by lightning and rain, and it gave off an ancient aura.

Bobby stared at the Floating Crest Palace in the distance and thought it was even more vivid and imposing than the first time he had seen it. The tryouts were starting. The Floating Crest Competition took place once every five years, and it was an opportunity for the elders to find new disciples to take under their wing.