Chapter 293: Gathering of the Nine Thrones
Deep within the towering central spire of the Crucible Arena, an environment completely disconnected from the blood-soaked sands of the colosseum below.
A meeting had been convened in a lavish, heavily warded private chamber.
Inside this impenetrable sanctum, nine figures sat in a wide circle.
Nine Seats of the Crucible Throne.
Unlike their public appearances, their masks were removed, revealing faces that had been severely weathered by centuries of relentless slaughter.
All of them had crawled over mountains of corpses to claim their thrones.
At the head of the table sat the First Seat.
He was a massive, scarred behemoth of a man whose simple breathing seemed to distort the space around him.
The overwhelming pressure radiating from his body marked him undeniably as a peak Domain Master Realm expert—a man who was just a hairsbreadth away from the half step Monarch Realm.
