Early in the morning, clouds covered the 72 islands of Mount Jun. Hundreds of ships of all sizes had rushed over from various places and were floating on the lake.
There were many people on the surrounding islands. In many empty areas, there were Jianghu's youths sparring on the spot with onlookers cheering at the side. Only the ten-thousand-square-foot Jun Mountain Terrace in the center was empty, and there was only a lonely stone stele erected.
The islands were very far apart. Jun Mountain Terrace was an arena, and ordinary people didn't have the guts to go up. If they wanted to watch the battle, the best place was naturally on the ships.
Although they didn't know when the battle for the title of Saber Chief would begin, they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to squeeze in front if they missed it. Many ships were waiting in the rain around Jun Mountain Terrace. The martial artists around the world on the ships were all looking forward to the duel.