Li Xiaoyao's appearance directly took control of the arena.
The arena was no longer their home ground. No matter how they fought, it was useless; they could only wait and see whether the people behind them had the ability to invite a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal.
If they could not produce a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal, then the first stage of the Grand Competition could already be declared over.
After all, if a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal took part in the Grand Competition, they would have no chance of victory whatsoever—not even the slightest chance. No matter how they fought, it would all be in vain.
"The Second Branch and Fifth Branch have jointly requested that the Grand Competition be paused for half an hour. Wang Tian, what do you think?"
The clan head, Wang Feng, looked at Wang Tian with an odd expression as he asked.
Wang Tian had caught everyone off guard, bringing a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal into the competition. It had given those youngsters a sense of crisis, and now they were hurriedly seeking outside help.
However, as one of the participants in the finals, he still had to ask Wang Tian what he thought.
"Half an hour? Fine. I agree."
Wang Tian answered casually. Go on, then. Go invite whoever you can. He wanted to see just who these people could bring in.
There were only eight Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal factions in the entire Heavenly Capital Region. If they could actually invite a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal from one of the other factions, Wang Tian would admit they were impressive.
The relationships between the eight factions were delicate, with friction arising from time to time. Inviting a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal expert from another faction to fight in a Wang Family Grand Competition? The