Mockery
Editor: Novel Saga
There was a thirty feet high platform near the stone-tablet. The Head of the Black Demon Sect and an elder of the Xian Tian realm sat on the platform to watch the last few matches of the competition.
The Head of the Black Demon Sect looked towards the elder of the Xian Tian realm and sighed.
There used to be more than twenty Xian Tian elders in the Black Demon Sect. But, four or five of them had died while fighting with the barbarian race on the frontier. Now, only less than twenty of them were left.
However, the barbarian war hadn’t been completely useless.
The junior disciples of the Sect had gathered at the place. They were huge in number even though their number was comparatively lower than that of before the war. Moreover, a huge progress had been made in their cultivations after the experience of several years of war.
And, this point had been confirmed in the competition.