The voice of the Heavenly Dao slowly faded from his ears, and Ren Ye came back to his senses, his face slightly pale.
Daoist Chu froze for a moment, then immediately asked him, "That emperor character just appeared between your brows. Were there any special requirements for a Heavenly Dao assignment?"
Ren Ye was not the only one who had heard the Heavenly Dao's reminder just now. Daoist Chu and the others had heard it too. The moment Great Emperor Jiuli's Tomb "established a prefecture," it had displayed the dominance of a sovereign overlooking the world. Heroes everywhere could enter the mountain to compete for opportunities, so although the others had not received a "Blood Mark," they were among those invited as well.
Ren Ye shook his head. "No special assignment."
"...Then what does that emperor character mean?" Daoist Chu liked to think things through. After pondering for a while, he said, "Could the Heavenly Dao be waiting until the emperor's tomb opens to announce the assignment?"
"Yes." Ren Ye nodded in agreement.
"You're a Blood Mark Bearer too? If you want to enter the tomb later, you have to rank among the top ninety-nine?" Yin Tiger asked.
"That's right." Ren Ye looked awful. Gazing toward the distant emperor's tomb, he said somewhat dazedly, "Blood Mark Bearers attack and kill one another. The victor can seize the other person's Blood Mark and strengthen their own mark. Of the nine hundred and ninety-nine people, only the ninety-nine with the most Blood Marks will ultimately be selected."
"The emperor's tomb has barely opened, and the smell of blood has already filled the human world."
"It's a very simple, but very cruel rule of competition."
"...!" Although Daoist Chu was a cultivator who had "left the secular world," his response was decidedly worldly.