Tiangang Continent.
Not long after Gong Qingyan brought Xia Qiuer rushing into the Great Dao, the entire Tiangang Continent began to quake. The Great Dao roared, and countless strange phenomena appeared across the vast sky.
Seeing this, the Immortal Emperors of the Imperial Alliance gradually relaxed. It seemed Gong Qingyan had completely suppressed the Great Dao of Tiangang Continent.
The two of them should be able to return before long.
"Will there be a second stage?" someone asked, his expression grave and his tone worried.
Although they had won for now, many of them had suffered serious injuries and could not return to their peak anytime soon. If they went straight into a second battle, they would be at a huge disadvantage.
Most importantly, only about four thousand of their people remained. What were they supposed to do about the other two thousand vacant spots?
There were still Immortal Emperors across the myriad realms, but there weren't many top-tier Immortal Emperors left. There was no way to fill such a huge gap.
"There probably will be. Didn't that purple-robed senior from the Black Hand Organization say he'd be happy to oblige? From the way he put it, as long as the High-Level Heavenly Vault makes a move, he'll definitely accept the challenge," someone said.
The Immortal Emperors fell silent.
Accepting the challenge was one thing, but what about the missing numbers?
They couldn't expect the Black Hand Organization to produce two thousand Immortal Emperors to fill the vacancies, could they? That seemed impossible. What force had so many top-tier Immortal Emperors? If one did, it would be terrifying.
They thought that even the super ancient clans of the High-Level Heavenly Vault would struggle to make such a grand gesture. It just wasn't realistic.
"Compared with the shortage in numbers, we