Chapter 1231 – Grandpa

Gravis and Mortis left Manuel's faction together with Aris and Exar.

It was time for the tournament.

"What's even the point of this tournament?" Exar asked with a bored voice. "The strongest level one Ancestral Gods won't take part in the battle anyways. In my opinion, the title of strongest level one Ancestral God might as well be worthless."

"Relax," Gravis said with a chuckle. "Don't look at everything through a cynical lens. Just take it as an amateur Cultivator award."

Exar snorted. "Amateur Cultivator award," he repeated with ridicule. "If the Lightning Peak Sect hadn't offered such great rewards, I would feel humiliated with such a title."

"That was only a comparison," Gravis said with a groan. "Coming out as the strongest in this tournament would still result in your name being known all around the world."