In the grand world of the Heavenly Dao, the people were becoming a nuisance.
Not only were the realms of the Three Thousand Worlds overflowing with spectators coming to watch the competition, but the number of registrants also exceeded the limit of all previous times.
The reason for this, besides the emergence of too many geniuses in the Three Thousand Worlds over the past five hundred years, was the incredibly generous rewards for this round of the Three Thousand Rankings, which drove people mad.
Despite there being still over a month until the million-candidate preliminaries of the Three Thousand Rankings began, the registration point no longer accepted any applications.
Father was the picture of dejection.
He had thought that the biggest obstacle on this journey would be Li Yazi, but, having smoothly left the Nine States, he had encountered another huge challenge.
Facing such a dilemma, Father had no way to solve it at all.
"We cannot give up like this!"
