Ling Tianxue held the statistics sheet in her jade-like hands, trembling unconsciously. Nearly three thousand cultivators at the Void-Solid Phase—the same level as Ling Tianyu's cultivation. Truly, an impressive display.
Who exactly did the Demon Race provoke?
Any one of them emerging would be enough of a problem.
At least it would be for her.
For Ling Tianyu, however, it was an entirely different matter.
"Take this to the six seniors," Ling Tianxue handed the statistics sheet to someone nearby, instructing them to deliver it. They weren't staying in the same villa, so it was fitting to share the numbers—at least to have a sense of the scope.
Elder Zhu and the others were equally shocked when they saw the precise statistics. Their reaction wasn't much milder than Ling Tianxue's.
It was clear that so many Void-Solid Phase powerhouses suddenly emerging in The City would be hard for anyone to accept.
