Within the Profound Condensation Sect, whether they were among the three thousand Servant Disciples, the five thousand Outer Sect disciples, or the eight hundred Inner Sect disciples who held some measure of status,
as long as they were cultivators at the Qi Refining Stage, they were, in theory, eligible to participate in this grand gathering.
Every one of them had a chance to soar into the sky at the Dragon Gate Gathering and change the course of their cultivation.
However, when the Sect announced that this Dragon Gate Gathering's trial grounds would be on Trial Island Number Two,
the entire Sect erupted, as though it had been struck by a Heaven-grade Spell.
The news swept through every corner of the Sect like a whirlwind, but what followed was a scene utterly different from previous years:
the number of applicants plummeted, falling far short of the bustling crowds that had eagerly signed up in years past.
Trial Island Number Two was no gentle place.
After all, people really could die there.
It might have been only an island five hundred li across, but deadly dangers lurked everywhere.
Although the Sect had prepared Teleportation Command Tokens as a lifesaving trump card to protect its disciples,
if they truly fell into a desperate situation, they might not even have a chance to crush their Teleportation Command Tokens.
For instance, if a mere fifth-layer Qi Refining cultivator had abysmal luck and was randomly teleported straight into the lair of a peak first-tier Demon Beast,
that would be a lamb walking into a tiger's jaws. They probably would not survive even a single encounter before the ferocious Demon Beast tore them to pieces, ending their life on the spot.
And so, after weighing the pros and cons, only twelve hundred of the original eight or