During the day, everyone gathered on the high platform and heard the words of True Lord of Bai Yang.
The conditions stated by True Lord of Bai Yang made everyone's heart chill, for it was forcing them to turn against and slaughter one another.
Out of twelve thousand people, only a thousand would remain; the rest, more than ten thousand, would have to die, and the voting was the greatest obstacle due to the opposition from one-tenth of the influential figures.
The ones ranking last in combat power, of course, wanted to opt for random draws or to cling to someone powerful, but why would those ranked higher agree to the perilous one-in-ten chance?
This was a survival rate of less than ten percent, yet their swords were enough to ensure a much higher chance of survival!
It was merely a matter of slaying their comrades, not to mention that True Lord of Bai Yang had already declared that even of those who survive, he would only keep a thousand.
