The Arrow Formation formed by Old Man Ling and the others was astonishing. Even Fairy Meng Shang would get hurt if she faced it, let alone anyone else. And that wasn't even counting Ling Tian and Mo Lei. With them added, the formation would be even more powerful—almost capable of sweeping aside everything.
After seeing the Arrow Formation's might, Xi Yue and Kong Yuan were immensely encouraged. They were filled with confidence about this round of the Interrealm War.
Several hundred years passed. By now, barely over a hundred years remained before the Interrealm War officially began. As agreed, Ling Tian and the others had to head to the Land of Freedom and select the remaining hundred or so participants. They would naturally need time to get used to one another as well.
After arranging for Fang Gang, Fang Lei, and the others to manage Lingxiao Pavilion, and entrusting the Nine-Headed Python and the other savage beasts with protecting them, Ling Tian and his group gathered, ready to set out for the Land of Freedom.
"Tian'er, you youngsters can go to the Land of Freedom on your own. Lei'er and the others have made tremendous progress these past years, so they should have no problem earning a place in the Interrealm War." Xi Yue looked around, then turned to Ling Tian. "Even if they're unlucky and lose, we're still here. With Tian'er and Yuan Teng included, we have nearly ten guaranteed spots."
"Aunt, don't worry. I guarantee Old Man Ling and the others won't need to use those guaranteed spots." Ling Tian had complete faith in Old Man Ling. Then he looked at Xi Yue. "Aunt, why aren't you coming with us to the Land of Freedom?"
"Of course, it's to prepare some things for you. You're all powerful, but