The day of their collective cooperative ascension soon arrived. The location for the collective ascension was the God of War Continent of Yanhuang Civilization.
Theoretical analysis suggested that enormous opportunities should descend after the collective ascension. Since such tremendous opportunities awaited them, naturally they had to remain on their own territory.
Chu Fei looked over the crowd. In theory, 12 billion Saints were ascending, but more than 120 billion people had arrived. There were the Saints and their disciples and descendants, along with sightseers from all across Yanhuang Civilization.
There were also no shortage of reporters and groups of teachers and students from academies who had come to observe.
Spaceships and aircraft of every size were scattered throughout the void like stars. All the aircraft were arranged in an orderly pattern according to the guidance.
Yet at the center of the vast God of War Continent was a blank area thirty million kilometers in diameter. This was the ascension site.
Since theoretical analysis indicated that great benefits would descend, they had chosen to ascend within Yanhuang Civilization's own territory. In any case, Chu Fei was the central figure of the ascension, and he had the final say in everything.
However, they were also unsure whether other dangers might arise during the ascension, so a thirty-million-kilometer empty zone had been marked out in the center.
Suddenly, Chu Fei's voice echoed between heaven and earth, instantly spreading across more than a hundred light-years. "Fellow Daoists, please proceed to the God of War Continent to discuss matters related to the cooperative ascension."
Chu Fei did not specify a time. The hundred-thousand-year agreement they had made back then had only been an approximate figure. People were not machines and could not keep time with absolute precision. Even machines would encounter all kinds of problems