Chapter 1091: The Gong of Thousand Lords

The pilgrimage up the mountain was like a moving sea of anticipation and energy, carried by the fervor of the crowd. Chants and cheers for the young masters filled the air, each supporter hoping their chosen master would be the one to ring the Gong of Thousand Lords.

As the crowd of followers and spectators ascended the mountain, a lively debate echoed among them. Whispers and opinions were exchanged like leaves rustling in the wind, discussing who should have the honor of striking the Gong of Thousand Lords first.

"Drako has the spirit of a dragon! He should go first!" exclaimed one enthusiastic supporter, wearing a badge bearing Drako's emblem.

Liam's supporters argued back, "Liam's precision with the sword rivals the swift strike of lightning! He's the rightful one."

Amidst the chatter, a group favoring Elara chimed in, "Elara's elven precision is unmatched. She embodies grace and accuracy."