Ding Ling had long since thought about how to train his disciples.
He placed the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram atop the Spirit Vein.
That way,
he could cultivate experts in batches.
One year outside was nearly ten years inside the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram.
"It's better to establish the Heavenly Court first."
Ding Ling shook the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram in his hand.
Flashes of light appeared one after another.
More than ten thousand Ascenders, tens of thousands of Natives, and dozens of players all appeared at the entrance to the ruins of the Heavenly Court.
They looked around, and upon seeing the enormous water-blue planet ahead, they instantly realized where they were. They were left dumbfounded, shocked, and utterly astonished.
"How long has it been? We've already reached the moon?! Ding Ling is so fast! As expected of my idol!"
The players were filled with worship.
The players Ding Ling had chosen were all people who held him in extremely high regard and possessed extraordinary talent and Root Bones.
As Ding Ling's strength rose rapidly, he was already unafraid of human Nuclear Bombs. It could even be said that with a single palm, Ding Ling could sweep across the mortal world.
Thus,
his attitude toward players had subtly changed without him realizing it.
It was certainly impossible to accept all the players.
But it was still necessary to choose some suitable players, because with players around, the speed at which messages were transmitted between the Heavenly Court and the human world would be greatly enhanced.
Besides, if he wanted the World's Finest Sect of the past one hundred thousand years,
talent was indispensable.
Thus, as long as they were genius players who held him in extremely high regard, Ding Ling could accept them into the sect.