Three days—not long at all.
Yet the advancement of over a hundred main paths and several thousand minor paths had arrived.
Li Su raised his head and took a soft breath. Though he did not know the exact time, and though he had made ample preparations, he still did not dare let his guard down.
After all, no matter what one wanted to obtain, one first had to stay alive.
More than nine million minor paths was not actually bad. Once he advanced, he would practically be able to gain a foothold at the peak of the ten-million-path realm immediately, then begin advancing toward the hundred-million-path realm.
At that level, he could be considered one of the strongest in this world. There would not be many people left above his head.
At that level, as long as no supreme treasure was involved, fighting a peak Great Luo should not be much of a problem.
As time passed, there were already very few people left on the new tournament battlefield. At present, there were likely fewer than fifteen hundred remaining.
Battles had become rare. Even without exchanging blows, everyone more or less understood the gap between themselves and others.
Just like the rankings of the thirty-three alien races, the high-ranking alien races possessed an absolute advantage. The difference in talent was even greater than the difference in cultivation techniques. With a gap of one rank, it was nearly impossible to overcome under the same realm.
The only one whose place on the rankings was inflated was Li Su, yet no one could find him.
By now, the vast majority had stopped moving and were quietly waiting for the competition to end.
Li Su's ranking had also fallen beyond seventieth place. That was only because most of the points were concentrated in