"Strong, very strong!"
Shi Yongheng looked at the last four to appear and could sense the threat they posed.
Even the so-called successor of the Immortal Palace had not given him this feeling.
They were the strongest people he had seen since arriving in the Upper Realm.
Five days passed in a flash. During those days, several more prodigies arrived from other provinces, causing quite a stir.
By then, the city was packed with prodigies and outstanding talents. Everyone who was meant to come had arrived, and the time for the secret realm to open was drawing near.
Too many cultivators had poured in from the surrounding regions. Every inn and tavern in Yuantian Ancient City was full, and the city was nearly unable to hold any more people.
Even the remote towns and villages nearby had been crammed full, all because people had come to witness this grand event and catch a glimpse of the prodigies' splendor.
Some were also rubbing their hands together, hoping to earn the right to enter.
They dreamed of obtaining a fortuitous encounter, rising to prominence in one leap, soaring into the heavens, and becoming prodigies admired by all.
"After urgent discussions among several great sects and in consideration of the current scale of this event, the many factions have reached an agreement to allow three thousand outside cultivators to enter. There will be three thousand slots." Countless people received this news that day, causing a tremendous uproar.
"Mount Eternal is truly generous. This way, I'll definitely be able to get in!" Some were thrilled, believing Mount Eternal acted with great magnanimity.
"Hmph, you're overthinking it. Those three thousand people will be nothing more than cannon fodder, sent in to draw away poisonous insects and savage beasts!" Others disagreed, not believing these great sects