One month later, 60,000 Immortal King Realm cultivators!
That was no battle roster!
Nine large golden characters gleamed brilliantly, exceptionally dazzling. Everyone could see them, and every face changed.
It had come!
A hundred years had passed, yet the Upper Heavens, which had remained silent all this time, had not forgotten what they had said!
This first time, they demanded that 60,000 Immortal King Realm cultivators be sent into the battlefield to fight!
All beings whose cultivation was precisely at the Immortal King Realm changed expression, clenching their fists as their heartbeats unconsciously quickened.
Looking across the entire Realms Great Universe, Immortal Kings were major figures wherever they went. They could establish an eternal, unextinguished great orthodoxy, become the ancestor of a sect, and receive the worship of countless beings.
Even in a place like the Thirty-Three Heavens, Immortal Kings were far from insignificant. Under normal circumstances, every province was governed by an Immortal King, whether as the lord of a province or the ruler of a nation.
Quasi-Immortal Emperors were still exceedingly rare by comparison. It was merely because there were too many Great Worlds, and after countless ages, their numbers had accumulated.
If one looked at each era, aside from the Thirty-Three Heavens, how many people in each era of the other Great Worlds could attain the Dao as Quasi-Immortal Emperors?
There was even less need to mention Immortal Emperors. They were peerless geniuses who tore through the history of their respective Great Worlds. Many worlds had only ever produced one such figure.
Only the Thirty-Three Heavens possessed a high enough world grade and a vast enough population to produce a few more seedlings with Immortal Emperor potential.
A day later, the words on the heavenly curtain changed again.
Time limit: one month!
"What does this mean?"
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