This was the summit of Mount Olympus, a place more than ten thousand meters above sea level. There was an empty and flat land on the summit, which was surrounded by powerful martial artists from all over the world.

Some came for Excalibur, while others came for the Elysian Ranking. Some, however, came here to watch the show.

On a rock at least twenty meters in height, an elderly man was seated. Wearing a white robe and holding a staff in his hand, he had the appearance of a wizard.

At that moment, everyone fixed their gaze on this elderly man.

Though the elderly man’s hair was white, he looked spirited and youthful.

“Are you Archbishop Polaris?”

“Can’t you see the words on my robe?”

“That’s the guy ranked third on the Elysian Ranking. Rumors say that he’s been in a closed-door meditation in the Polaris Sect and hasn’t wandered outside for a century. Though he looks older than he did a hundred years ago, he still seems to be much more youthful now. Looks like his strength h