The appointed time had not yet arrived. Though Mo Lei and the others were impatient, there was nothing they could do but wait, passing the time by sparring. Meanwhile, Ling Tian appeared under both the identities of Yuan Teng and Ling Tian, meeting with Qiong Lie, Blood Wolf, and the others, who had arrived early, to discuss the upcoming interfacial conflict.
More than a thousand years had passed since they last met. Qiong Yi and the others now had even more powerful auras, and every one of their official members had made progress.
Seeing this, Ling Tian and the others felt even more confident about this round of interfacial conflict.
"Brother Ling, I heard some people from your Lingxiao Pavilion want to take part in the interfacial conflict," Qiong Lie said. Half joking and half serious, he added, "If we run into them, should we go easy on them?"
It was no secret that Old Man Ling and the others had already ascended, nor that they planned to challenge the official members for a chance to participate in the interfacial conflict. Qiong Lie had great faith in Ling Tian and knew he had his reasons for agreeing to let them take part. He was trying to save the guaranteed slots, which was why he said this.
"No need." Ling Tian's answer was brief, but it revealed his confidence. "If they can't get past this hurdle, then they aren't qualified to participate in the interfacial conflict."
"Heh, Brother Ling, you're as confident as ever." Li Yang let out a few mocking laughs, a hint of killing intent flashing in his tone. "Then we won't hold back. This is no small matter, after all. We have to make sure they're up to the task."
In Li Yang's mind, though he admitted Ling