As he strolled about leisurely, several days flashed by.
Then, on this day, an extraordinarily mysterious ripple of power suddenly came from the Void above the platform. Immediately after, a point of light slowly emerged.
In an instant, everyone's attention was drawn to it. Even though Yang Qing said nothing at the moment, Lu Ye knew that the Primordial Realm was likely about to open.
That was indeed the case. The point of light rapidly expanded, gradually taking on the shape of a portal. Divine Sea Realm cultivators from top-tier realms had already leaped into the air and shot toward it, utterly unafraid that revealing themselves before the masses would affect the coming contest or provoke others into joining forces against them.
This was absolute confidence in their own strength!
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred figures had gathered around the point of light. They sized one another up and scrutinized each other, for they all believed that those appearing now would be the strongest opponents in this contest.
More participants continued to wait. Some were willing to stand out and show their faces, while others preferred to lie low and endure in silence. It was not as though those who did not dare step forward now were necessarily inferior to the rest.
The elders from the various realms remained as composed as ever. There was not much left to instruct them on; everything that needed to be said had already been said, and anything further now would be too late.
Only Yang Qing suddenly seemed to recall something. With an air of calm detachment, he said, "Boy, my demands of you are not high. Just seize a place in the Top Ten. Can you do it?"
Lu Ye replied, "This junior will do his utmost."