Later, when Xiao Tian went to the Sacred Academy or met its heavenly prodigies, all he would have to do was raise his arm and call, and the Sacred Academy would be full of his people.
Meanwhile, many great teachings and great clans were urging their disciples to reconsider. This test was far too difficult and simply not worth it. They had only just survived the Immortal Ancient Ruins Realm. If they cultivated steadily from here on out, even the least accomplished among them would become Heavenly Venerables of the Escape One Realm. Why throw their lives away?
Besides, it was one thing for those monsters who had cultivated a strand of immortal qi to go. Without any immortal qi, why join the commotion? Even if they joined one of the three academies, they might not receive much attention.
There were also seven people utterly at a loss inside the Brilliant Ancient World within Xiao Tian's Nine Heavens Breathing Soil. Some had cultivated one strand of immortal qi, others two, but all of them were trapped in the Brilliant Ancient World.
Fortunately, Xiao Tian used his consciousness to have the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil convey his will: as long as those heavenly prodigies could break through to the Heavenly God Realm, he would grant them a great opportunity, along with a chance to leave.
As for the eleven original Void Dao Realm cultivators of the Brilliant Ancient World, Xiao Tian had sent them into the Three Thousand Dao Provinces to establish a faction and develop it little by little. There was no rush. They were to lie low, accept fewer disciples rather than inferior ones, and follow an elite path. The faction's grand elder was Kunpeng Son's main body. The old fellow had nothing to do anyway.
The faction would