233 Familiar Faces

It's time.

On the ground floor of the establishment, there was a surplus outflow of people from all corners. Their attire was different, but their demeanor was the same.

Today, the first round of competitions would announce which Sect/organization was the best.

All these thousands and thousands of guests from all over the Lower realm were headed for the same destination... The Oglum Arena.

'System, can you really transform the ship into a carriage?'

[That's right, my darling host. Didn't you see the options?]

Of course he saw them. It's just that he hadn't tried them out yet. His flying ship had 3 main settings for its appearance: Normal, Invisible, and Carriage.

The carriage looked plain and ordinary, shaped like a giant onion, and looked like it could fit all of them if they squeezed in tightly.

Pfft~.

This was too funny.

How can these Profound sect people squeeze into a single carriage like beggars?