"So many people!"
Su Mo glanced out, seeing that not less than two or three hundred thousand people had gathered across this vast open space, a massive increase compared to the past.
Su Mo carefully observed the scene. These people mostly possessed Grade Four or Grade Five cultivation, with a small number at Grade Six and Grade Seven, encompassing all sorts of races.
There were the Flying Spirit Tribe and Black Scale Tribe that Su Mo was relatively familiar with, as well as the Witch Tribe, Overlord Race, Sacred Ape Clan, and so on.
It's probably because of the Thousand Selection Battle! Su Mo thought to himself, quickly confirming this guess.
He waited within the crowd because the City of Time and Space opened once every nine days, and he only needed to wait here.
As he waited, the countless noisy sounds around him inevitably drifted into his ears.
Many of the people here were preparing for the outer Thousand Selection Battle. Some whose cultivation was below Grade Five wanted to break through to Grade Five cultivation as quickly as possible, some whose cultivation was above Grade Five wanted to increase their strength so they could secure a chance to participate in the Thousand Selection Battle within their respective factions, and others with extremely powerful cultivation wanted to use the final five years to elevate their strength as much as possible.
Su Mo did not cultivate, instead continually scanning his surroundings with his gaze to see if there was anyone who posed a threat to him. After all, although he had altered his appearance and aura, he was not absolutely safe.
"Gongsun Jia!"
A moment later, Su Mo's expression slightly furrowed as he spotted an old acquaintance. In the central position of this open area, a large circle of people