"Since your Mission Hall hasn't found any information, forget it. I'm withdrawing this mission," Jiang Chen said.
"Alright." The person in charge of the Mission Hall nodded.
Since they had not uncovered the information Jiang Chen wanted, the Mission Hall would not charge any fee. In this regard, the Mission Hall did an exceptionally good job.
They charged for handling matters, but if the matter could not be handled, the Mission Hall would not take payment. They considered matters from the customer's perspective, which was why the Mission Hall had grown to such a vast scale.
Jiang Chen learned that the Holy Domain was holding a martial competition. Anyone under ten thousand years of age could participate.
It was said that this competition was for slots to enter a certain secret realm. As long as one achieved good results, one could obtain a slot.
Many Great Sects possessed a certain number of slots. The slots being released now were for everyone to fight over.
It was said that a hundred slots were being put up for grabs.
Some sects were dissatisfied with the number of slots they had received. They would give their original slots to disciples of relatively lesser strength, then send their powerful geniuses to compete for more slots.
If they failed to win any, the sect would then give the slots to its powerful geniuses.
If they managed to seize more slots, the sect would give them to slightly weaker geniuses.
The more slots, the better.
Therefore, in this martial competition, it was highly likely that he would encounter the top geniuses of some Great Sects.
The ten-thousand-year age limit was mainly because the secret realm itself only allowed those under ten thousand years old to enter. Anyone older than ten thousand could not enter.
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