Published: December 25, 2024
On this day, the weather was warm and sunny, and the central square of Chao Tian City was crowded with countless martial artists gathering together.
The large formation in Chao Tian City had already been activated, and the air was thick with the aura of the formation, clearly indicating that they were fearing any unexpected incidents and potential bloody conflicts.
“Please, those forces and participants who have obtained quotas, step forward. For those forces that have not obtained qualifications, please retreat beyond the square. If anyone without qualifications enters the square and is discovered, they will be killed on the spot.”
Many strong experts from the Tian Ji Pavilion were watching the sea of people in the square with hawkish eyes, coldly stating.
Due to the excessive number of participants, the Tian Ji Pavilion adopted a selection system, meaning only those with qualifications could enter the square. When the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm opened, this group of people would be able to enter the secret realm, while those outside the square would not have the right to enter.
Furthermore, to prevent chaos among the crowd, the forces entering were ranked starting from the upper-tier forces, then the middle-tier forces, and finally the lower-tier forces.
“Look, the people from the seven major upper-tier forces have arrived.”
It was unclear who shouted, but everyone looked up and saw over a hundred terrifying figures descending onto the square in an instant.
This group radiated a terrifying aura, each one a martial king level expert, especially the leading seven individuals, whose presence was particularly fearsome, as if they could destroy everything with a mere gesture, instilling fear in the hearts of onlookers.
“Shangguan Lu, how are the preparations going?”
One of the elders, with hawk-like eyes and sharp gaze, looked towards the master of Tian Ji Pavilion.
“Everyone, everything is ready. The seal of the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm has reached its weakest point. We just need the numbers to gather, and we can open the seal and enter the secret realm,” the master of Tian Ji Pavilion smiled and replied upon seeing the seven.
These seven individuals were the ancestors of the seven major upper-tier dynasties, the top seven experts in the realm of the Hundred Dynasties.
“Since that's the case, let’s begin to let people in,” an elderly woman said lightly.
“Understood!”
Master Shangguan bowed, then approached the front of the square, shouting to the crowd below, “Now, please allow the people from the seven major upper-tier dynasties to enter the square.”
After a low shout, a tidal wave of martial artists surged out from the crowd, over a thousand in total, rushing into the square and occupying the core area, surrounding the more than a hundred martial kings.
Almost in an instant, they filled the core area of the square.
“Damn it, the seven major upper-tier dynasties are too despicable. Each dynasty has twenty martial king quotas and a hundred martial artist quotas, how many times is that compared to us?”
“Damn, they just let in one hundred and forty martial kings and over seven hundred geniuses. How many quotas will our remaining forces have?”
“Shh, keep your voice down, are you looking for death? Discussing the seven major dynasties here? Just stay far away if you want to die.”
Whispers spread through the crowd as they looked at the thousands of martial artists in the center of the square, each one's expression darkening.
In the realm of the Hundred Dynasties, there were nearly two hundred lower-tier forces, while there were only seven upper-tier dynasties. Yet, in terms of quotas, a lower-tier force only had three genius quotas, which meant that the total number of geniuses that could enter from nearly two hundred lower-tier forces was less than the number entering from these seven upper-tier dynasties, not to mention the martial king level quotas. How could everyone not be angry?
Each person raised their heads solemnly, while their hearts were filled with indignation.