"Hm? Looks like Hao Ling intends to rely on his three sons to seize another top-twenty spot!" At this move, understanding dawned on the cultivators. If Late Great Void Stage cultivators like Fairy Cang and Huang Huatian of the Yellow Ridge Gate did not take part in the elimination qualifiers, few of the teams present could match Hao Ling's three sons. Wouldn't that make a spot practically theirs already?
Yet Hao Ling's mockery of Huang Huatian was a case of pocketing an advantage and still playing innocent. If the Yellow Ridge Gate had not withdrawn Huang Huatian, Fairy Cang, and the others first, would he have sent his three sons to compete for a spot? The answer was no...
But!
Would things really be as easy as they imagined?
Li Xiaoya, that tough nut to crack, was taking part in the assembly too!
"All right! Those who have qualified for the next round, rest to the side first!" Tang Ju’er said coldly.
"Yes!" The two teams of cultivators hurriedly answered respectfully and walked aside!
"All right! There are seventy-two teams remaining, with a total of two hundred and sixteen contestants competing for eighteen remaining spots in the next round. Team captains, come draw lots!" Tang Ju’er announced gravely. This was an Immortal Assembly without any other cultivators watching, so he could not be bothered with opening speeches or pleasantries and announced the draw directly.
With seventy-two teams in total, winning just two matches would secure one of the eighteen spots in the next round. It sounded fairly easy, but that was not necessarily true. After all, every contestant was a Great Void Stage cultivator. Fighting consumed considerable magic power and time. The Heavenly Demon Race had also fixed the number of participating slots: two direct entries into the next round