The term of a Great Void Pavilion member was thirty years. In theory, candidates for the second cohort would not need to be considered until the second year after the Divine Firmament War began. Depending on the intensity of the war, it might even be postponed until the war was over.
The allocation of Great Void Pavilion seats at that time would profoundly reflect the postwar world order.
Thus, emperors like Hong Junyan, who gazed out over the world, had begun making preparations years ago.
Objectively speaking, none of these nine had much chance of being replaced midway through their terms. They were already figures stirring the tides of their age, representatives of the greatest geniuses of this generation.
The last time replacement had been discussed was when Dou Zhao fell into the Avici Ghost Cavern and remained unheard from for a long time. He had already been presumed dead in battle, and the Chu Kingdom urgently needed someone in the Great Void Pavilion to fight for its interests. That was why Zhongli Yan had been put forward.
Thus, the moment he saw Zhao Wuyan today, Dou Zhao's gaze was less than friendly.
If not for the Twin Prides of Drive Horse Mountain having once been famous far and wide, and for his knowing that Jiang Wang and Xu Xiangan were friends bound by life and death, and that they had once saved Zhao Wuyan from the Text Cocoon... he would not have remained so politely silent. In the end, he had to give his colleague some face. No matter how stingy that colleague might be.
"So something happened to Mister Zhong?" Jiang Wang's tone was calm, betraying none of his thoughts. "Does Senior Sister Zhao know the details?"
Zhao Wuyan shook her head. "I don't know either. The person