Heading to the Competition Venue
Man Tong had placed all his hopes on Jiang Chen. Over the past three months, the participating geniuses had improved by leaps and bounds, leaving all the Barbarians deeply shocked.
Even they could not have accomplished this—raising every person's cultivation by at least one level was truly an astonishing undertaking.
During this period, Jiang Chen had also helped Man Tong refine several batches of tenth-order pills, making Man Tong extremely happy.
Among those pills was the Spirit Strengthening Pill. Man Tong himself had reached the astonishing Seventh Level of the Martial God Realm by taking it.
Of course, Man Tong had concealed his cultivation. The Seventh Level of the Martial God Realm was his trump card. Normally, he still revealed the aura of the Sixth Level of the Martial God Realm before others.
Several other elders had also improved their strength to some extent after taking the Spirit Strengthening Pill.
They likewise did not reveal it normally. They still had to see what the other two tribes intended. After all, the three branches of the Barbarian Race had been separated for tens of thousands of years and had competed against one another. If anyone harbored ill intentions, it was difficult to say what might happen.
Everyone wanted to unify the Barbarian Race, make its strength even greater, and restore it to the status of a hegemonic force on the Tianwu Continent.
The Barbarian Race's strength was fairly decent now and could be considered among the notable powers on the Tianwu Continent, but it was still some distance from becoming a Hegemon-level force.
That was because their strongest members had only reached the Sixth or Seventh Level of the Martial God Realm.
The higher one advanced within the Martial God Realm, the more difficult it became