Three days passed.
The Origin Sect had selected almost everyone who met its requirements.
As for the rest,
they were all sent back.
In the Martial Arts Arena,
thousands of people stood quietly.
For the players, joining the Origin Sect was a great chance to shelter under a powerful backer. If a few careless words cost them that opportunity, it would be painfully embarrassing.
As for the game's native NPCs,
that went without saying.
For many of them,
joining the Origin Sect meant a chance to rise to greatness.
So,
regardless of which group they belonged to, this opportunity to join the Origin Sect was a rare one.
At that moment,
Zheng Fang and the other elders were already seated on the raised platform at the front of the Martial Arts Arena. Only the main seat remained empty.
Everyone knew
that the Origin Sect's sect master would appear next.
Qin Shujian!
Few had known that name before, but now, few had not heard of it.
He had become a Domain Lord through his own strength, then founded the Origin Sect. In less than half a year, he had developed a newly established Sect into the overlord of a True Domain.
Some had already begun to speculate
that the Origin Sect might be a tier-four faction.
Otherwise,
it was hard to explain how more than a thousand Inner Astral cultivators had suddenly appeared.
Time trickled by.
Suddenly!
Thunder wreathed the sky above the Origin Sect. Its overwhelming heavenly might surged outward, making everyone tremble. When they looked closely, they saw a crystalline saber suspended in the air.
Yet after only a couple of glances, many felt a stabbing pain in their eyes and staggered, nearly falling to the ground.
A Dao Artifact!
Anyone with a little knowledge could connect it to