The Battlefield Below the Great Path

Many people had gathered at the other end of the Crimson River.

Cultivators from all over the Crimson Dragon Realm had come and were prepared to witness this battle between top fighters.

The best cultivators from the Crimson Dragon Realm always came to each Battle of the Sleeping Dragon, but only a few of them could receive the title of Rising Dragon.

However, today, ten cultivators who had received this title were there and had chosen to send forth the strongest among them. It was evident that this was going to be a special match.

Even though there was no betting on this match, and no one would die, it still drew much more attention than the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon.

Everyone was looking straight ahead. The Regional Palace was there. It was the place that countless cultivators yearned for.

The Regional Palace seemed to be covered by the red clouds that filled the sky like blood. To go there was everyone's dream.