There were only three months and twenty-nine days left until the Four Great Sects began their grand competition.
Originally, traffic in the Ascension List had been sparse, but now it suddenly surged, as many people found it inconvenient to come—just as Meng Yu had guessed. Everyone involved was respectable, and if someone died and their body was left behind, it would be troublesome if picked up by someone else. There were many from the Demon Gate and even the Orthodox Sects who delighted in collecting corpses.
Of course, some were in such a hurry that they threw themselves into fiery flames, leaped off high cliffs, or even jumped into the mouths of giant beasts and then logged off before coming over to enjoy the spectacle.
