The month had passed, and over thirty cultivators who had recently arrived at the Mirage gathered at the Jiedu Mansion in Lihai. As far as their cultivation was concerned, they were all at the Tongxuan Realm, with the only difference being in the depth of their mastery.
Three cultivators from the Wo Sect stepped forward, all above the God Sensing level, with the one in the middle at the Natural Realm, just a step away from forming their Golden Core, their expression cold and solemn.
Zhu Changwen stood to the side, his eyes briefly glancing towards Hou Niao, his meaning clear, "Everything's been arranged, no need to worry."
The leading cultivator swept his gaze across the room, his voice resonant, "This time's assignment is for filling this year's vacancies, totaling nearly a hundred spots. Yet, there are only thirty-two of you.