The Demon Emperor looked over the vast Primordial World contingent. This time, two hundred thousand at the great accomplishment realm and three thousand at the perfection realm had gathered.
The main reason was that they had not cultivated for long enough. Much of the Golden Sacred Dragon meat they had devoured had yet to be digested.
Given some time to consolidate their gains, many of those at the great accomplishment realm would be able to break through to the perfection realm.
Only when the Demon Emperor reached the gathering place did he realize just how many people were participating in this trial.
The people packed densely all around them left everyone dumbstruck.
Everyone from the Primordial World was speechless.
"Didn't they say only a small portion of them would participate? This whole area is full of perfection realm cultivators. There must be over a hundred thousand, and they're all races from the same world."
"Since when did perfection realm cultivators become a dime a dozen?"
"Look over there! My heavens, they're packed everywhere, in the sky and on the ground, all at the great accomplishment realm. Those numbers are terrifying!"
"Looking at it this way, we only managed to join the ranks of the Six-Star Worlds thanks to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
"But there are so few people from Five-Star Worlds around! I can only see a handful."
The Demon Emperor suddenly spoke. "Because they weren't hidden well enough. Most Five-Star Worlds have been wiped out. By now, practically every Six-Star World is a commander without an army."
Only then did everyone understand.
They could also see just how fortunate they were.
They had managed to protect their own world without any mishaps.
The Demon Emperor looked at them. "There's no telling how many people are watching our Primordial