In the center of the island, everyone was drenched in sweat, sitting exhausted on the ground.
Carson Flores stood alone, enduring the gaze of all eyes upon him.
The only victor!
Among all the cultivators participating in the competition, many were stronger than Carson Flores, including True Immortals, but they had lost to him.
Carson Flores looked up into the sky and smiled, "Cave Master, the outcome has been decided, you may open the Formation now."
The figure of Eastflow Ancestor appeared above the Formation, looking at Carson Flores with an odd expression.
"I never expected that you would be the ultimate winner. It seems there was good reason for Bank Austin to choose you as his successor."
Eastflow Ancestor casually threw a Space Ring to Carson Flores, his smile slightly peculiar, "This is your prize. Take a good last look at it, otherwise, all your efforts would have been in vain."
A last look?
Carson Flores's expression cooled, "What do you mean by that, Cave Master?"
