When Feng Jun limited the number to thirty, he felt that was already enough. Last time, with more than sixty True Venerables, it had been far too noisy.
Not only was it noisy, but there were also occasional calls of "How about we have a match?" Though he had tried hard to control the pace, it had still been rather taxing.
However, last time had been a freewheeling exercise in imagination, allowing everyone to make assumptions to their heart's content. A little arguing had not mattered.
This time, though, the focus was much more specific, and the professional requirements were higher. There was no need for so many people to participate.
Because he planned to invite relatively few people, Feng Jun was afraid something might go wrong. He had asked around everywhere, seeking advice from many great powers.
Jiu Qing, the genius who had shone through an entire era, had joined in, and even the Guardian, a Tribulation Transcender, had expressed interest.
But in the eyes of others, this restriction carried a rather different meaning.
Those who had originally been indifferent all wanted to take part once they learned about the limit.
The True Venerables were no fools. Quite a few had already thought of it... Could it be that Feng Jun had already found some clues, which was why he was limiting the numbers?
After all, many True Venerables were not particularly skilled at comprehending rules. Was this meant to keep people from... padding the numbers?
Others fancied themselves clever, thinking that although they were a little lacking, could they not go with only their ears and leave their mouths behind?
People had all sorts of mindsets, but what ultimately made everyone decide was this: the practical benefits of transforming Ashura Space were simply too great!
Yi Jue had