The number of True Venerables on the Icefield Plane had surged, but those who wanted to participate in the discussions were not limited to True Venerables. There were also some Nascent Soul True Immortals.
Of course, no Nascent Soul cultivator who dared apply to join was ordinary. A Nascent Soul cultivator from a typical small family would be fully satisfied after receiving authorization and leave. Why would they push their luck and set their sights on something impossible?
Any Nascent Soul cultivator bold enough to request participation either came from a major power or had tremendous confidence in their own deductive abilities, believing they might be able to help. If they had neither... then they simply lacked sense.
This request put Feng Jun in a difficult position, because there were already far too many True Venerables.
Although Soul Emergence Venerables generally valued their status and rarely spoke casually, what if they heard an opinion that clashed with their own beliefs?
Moreover, since True Venerables had friendships among themselves, there were naturally those who disliked one another as well. When they encountered someone they did not get along with and their views also differed, they could easily start arguing. If tempers flared, they might even fight—this had happened more than once or twice.
Back when there had only been a little over twenty True Venerables, things had already been lively. Now there were more than fifty. Just arranging for all these True Venerables was enough to give Feng Jun a headache—he could hardly forbid them from speaking and make them listen in silence, could he?
He had even considered installing some kind of buzzer system, where only whoever grabbed the microphone first could speak. But considering that Soul Emergence True Venerables could release their divine sense at any moment, he felt