After Tan Tai Chang Feng defeated Yu Tong and the other two, the five slots for Near-God leaders in the next Interrealm War were settled: Fairy Lei Ying, Fairy Meng Shang, Xiao Shi, Huan Xin, and Tan Tai Chang Feng. As for the ten Quasi-Near-God experts, they knew only that Ling Tian had claimed one slot. The other nine remained unknown and would have to be selected through later trials.
Tan Tai Chang Feng had to admit he was lucky. He was the weakest of the five Near-God leaders. If Ling Tian broke through to the Near-God level, there wouldn't have been a place for him at all.
"Heh, luck is part of strength, too." Tan Tai Chang Feng didn't mind. He looked at Ling Tian and teased, "Now I finally understand why Brother Ling hasn't broken through to the Near-God level. It's so you can leave a slot for me."
"I'd like to break through, too, but I'd have to actually manage it first," Ling Tian muttered.
"Brother Tian, according to our agreement, the major powers of the Immortal Realm will send their chosen candidates over in a little while. There are far more than we imagined—hundreds of thousands." Hua Min'er furrowed her brows. "We've deliberately expanded the training grounds over the years, but it still doesn't seem like enough. Our allies alone number in the hundreds of thousands."
"Hundreds of thousands?!" Ling Tian was taken aback, then shook his head. "That's too many—far more than the hundred-odd thousand we originally agreed on. How about this: have Ran'er and the others set up a few trials and weed some of them out."
"Brother Yuan, these people were sent by the major powers of the Immortal Realm. It might not go over well if we eliminate so many at once."