As a massive family with a legacy stretching back hundreds of millions of years, the Wang Family naturally could not allow such a thing to happen.
Thus, the Grand Competition was held with utmost solemnity. Wang Family disciples returned one after another; whether from the main branch or collateral branches, all were qualified to watch.
The Wang Family's elders and its guest elders were all paying close attention to the matter. After all, their next leader would be chosen from among these people, so naturally they cared deeply about it.
Ye Lin and Li Xiaoyao slept in the academy for a full two days and two nights.
To the two of them, two days and two nights were no more than the time it took to close and open their eyes.
If Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators truly wished to enjoy a great dream, it would begin at several hundred thousand years.
After all, time was the cheapest thing in the eyes of Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals. In a sense, they shared the lifespan of heaven itself. With such long lives, they could not possibly spend every moment cultivating.
Therefore, some Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators ordinarily enjoyed sleeping. When they awoke from a single slumber, several hundred thousand years had passed.
When they woke, the world had changed beyond recognition. That was what a thousand-year dream meant.
That day, Wang Tianyi came rushing into the small courtyard in a flurry.
"Fellow Daoists, the Grand Competition will begin in one hour. Please come with me."
Hearing Wang Tianyi's words, Ye Lin and Li Xiaoyao gradually woke.
"Let's go."
Ye Lin rose and followed beside Wang Tianyi with Li Xiaoyao. Li Xiaoyao grinned broadly. There was another fight to be had.
"Fellow Daoists, the rules of this Grand Competition are simple.