The Virtual Universe, Fengxing Plane, was a place Guen had created for the high-ranking officials of these sixteen Universe Nations.
"The Hall Master is overseeing this Genius Tournament. We must take its results seriously. At the very least, we can't let anything go wrong." Bagdad, whose long hair was starkly divided between black and white, spoke with unquestionable authority. The many Immortals of the Fengxing Plane respectfully acknowledged his words.
As a named disciple, Bagdad had received abundant resources, and he had certainly made good use of them, cultivating all the way to the Fengwang level. Though his combat strength was only at the elementary level, Guen had gradually entrusted him with many responsibilities, and he had developed an imposing presence.
"The bare minimum is to have at least one talent from the Fengxing Universe Nation among the 1,000 who make it to the final round! Our goal is three. Keep an eye on those who stand out. If you didn't select them earlier, I won't blame you, but if you still can't find them at this point, don't blame me for being merciless. Find them, then provide them with the resources they deserve. Within the rules, do everything you can. Understood?"
Bagdad barked.
"We'll get it done," the Immortals replied.
They had all been selected through layer upon layer of screening. It was true that the Fengxing Universe Nation was short on people, but that only made its standards stricter. Youth and potential were the criteria. Guen had even offered Divine Envoy Inheritance Crystals, Supreme Treasures, and Beast God Inheritance Tokens as incentives. They had practically poached Immortals from across the Human Territory. Even the independent human Fengwangs, who prided themselves on their aloofness and refused to serve under Venerables, had come after hearing the news, yet plenty were