Three days passed since San Luoyang made his announcement, and all the Mystic Star Phase experts had been taken out of the crowd, brought into the skies, and placed on the same level as the Earthly Saints. They stood on a circular disk, surrounded by floating thrones, and many of their expressions were quite tense.
The unfathomable aura of multiple Earthly Saints was exceedingly difficult to bear for these Mystic Star Phase experts, even if they did nothing but gaze their way, exerting the slightest traces of their will. The psychological pressure for some was so unbearable that some had to conjure spiritual wards to alleviate the impact.
There were 12,427 cultivators on this disk, all at the Mystic Star Phase. Some were Sect Leaders, Pavilion Masters, Association Masters, Patriarchs, Matriarchs, or vagabonds at the end of their rope, finding a talented youth to pass on their legacies in the hopes of living vicariously through their success.
