Wandering in Omniverse

Somewhere in a large snowy area

On the summit of a huge mountain, hundreds of people had been gathered in that single place.

All of them were not just anyone but a mighty expert in their own right. The aura radiating from their bodies was so heavy that it swept the entire area, kicking off a dust storm.

The place seemed like a huge platform carved out of a mountain with absolute precision.
One could imagine the skill and strength of the person who could achieve something like this.

The hundreds of people didn't belong to just a single organization or anything like that, clearly seen by the distinct color of their robes.

Those groups of people belonged to five different groups, with the colors being Snow White, Yellow, Black, Red, and Milky white.

An intense battle had erupted on the summit with those five groups competing against each other.

Thunderous sounds rang out continuously, shaking the entire heavens, yet not even a single plant was damaged on the entire mountain. 

It continued for a few hours before everything died down...

"It's time to declare the results!"

The speaker was a young man in his early twenties, very young. He had a head full of short silver hair. His eyes were dark purple in color. He was dressed in clean snow-white clothes, without any ornaments or decorations.

While speaking, his facial muscles twitched, seemed very angry.

"The first place: Heaven Expense Palace!"

At the side, a middle-aged man in his thirties smiled. A head of black hair neatly combed behind his head, his facial features extremely handsome, enough to cause jealousy among many people. He had a very gentle and warm aura surrounding him, giving forth a harmless, innocuous feel. This was especially so for his eyes. One look and anyone would feel bathed in warmth, like a fresh spring breeze blowing on his face.

Beside him stood a young man in his early thirties draped in the same milky white robe. His features were at least seventy percent similar to the middle-aged man but he had a smug expression on his face, looking very proud.

Behind them stood over sixty-four people wearing the same milky white clothes.

In that group the thing that stood out the most was two young girls standing close to the middle-aged man, looking identical as twins.

The young man gritted his teeth and glared at them before continuing. "The second place went to Heavenly Snow Mountain!"

A sense of shame could be seen in the depth of the eyes of the young man clearly distinguishing him to be a member of the Heavenly Snow Mountain.

"Third place: Blood Red Hall" Glancing at the group of people in crimson robes, the young man stated.

The people in red tribes didn't show any particular expressions as if it was already expected.
The young man cast a glance at the people in yellow robes who showed a slight smile before he spoke. "Fourth Place: Passion Valley"

"5th and the last: Heavenly Demon Sect!" Not the least, the young looked at the group draped in black and snorted.

Even the others smirked, enjoying the misery of that group.

An old man in his sixties stood at the front of the group, gritting his teeth as he glared at them. He clenched his hands tightly, controlling his temper. If not for his strength lower than them, he would have lashed out and even attacked them to avenge himself, revenge for insulting him.

"Is this really the grand tournament you spoke so much about? And these five Saint Lands? They are not any different from rogues. Pathetic!"

Just at this moment, a voice exploded on the mountain, bombarding the summit. The voice was filled with mockery and disdain and had a wild nature to it.

All the experts were startled by the voice, their eyes alert.

An expert!

A very strong one.

The guy had yet to appear and yet only his voice was able to affect their state of mind and pressure them.

All of them turned in a direction, the hundreds of people staring at a single place, looking at a duo as they suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

One of them was a young man, tall and muscular, dressed in blue robes, who stood in his spot as his sleeves danced around him in the wind, giving everyone an illusion that the man was etheral. He was there yet not at the same time.

His face was hidden behind a white oni mask with red engravings, giving it an evil vibe to it.

They could only see his eyes which gave all of them a profound feeling. His eyes were deep and sharp, yet calm and surreal at the same time.

It was as if nothing in this world was worthy of being placed in his eyes!

A divine being looking down on the world!

Beside the man stood another man who seemed to be in his forties but was actually a hundred-year-old monster. His height was average, but had a large paunch, with his waistline almost like his height. He had short black hair, an equally rotund head with a maroon-red face. He was dressed in long black robes. The robes were not adorned with any extra ornaments.

Even though they couldn't identify the young man, everyone present at the summit was familiar with the fat man beside the mysterious mask guy.

The fat guy had a very notorious reputation in the world. He didn't belong to any faction and yet rose in strength on his own, surpassing even the control of the Saint Lands. The only human to ever climb the Heavenly Snow Mountain and challenge the Mountain Lord, even making it back alive. Publicly acknowledged as the second strongest Heavenly Jewel Master in the world.

"Brother Long, what is the meaning of this?" The young man dressed in white robes spoke with a slightly respectable tone. It could be seen through his behavior that he really admired the man.

Long Shiya laughed, his belly shaking. "Hahaha... Brother Xue, forgive me for coming to this great tournament of yours uninvited. Our Sect Master wants to meet you himself."

"Sect Master?" Xue Aotian was taken back, looking at the mysterious man beside Long Shiya in shock.

The mysterious guy raised his head, his eyes staring at Xue Aotian, giving him a dreadful feeling. He could feel himself being involved by an invisible pressure, startling the Mountain Lord.

But Xue Aotian didn't even flinch and met with his eyes, staring at him.

"Not bad. You really deserve your reputation, Mountain Lord Xue." An etheral voice sounded in everyone's heads, bringing the feeling of spring blooming, calming down their raging emotions.

"I'm Hades! I'm the Sect Master of the Heaven and Earth Sect. Under our Grand Elder Long Shiya's request, I came here to meet you all." Casting a glance at everyone present at the summit. "But it's such a shame. I heard so much about the Five Great Saint Lands and yet, tch tch, you guys are no different from mere rogues. I'm very disappointed."

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