After all, there is always a bigger fish. Jared had only become a Tribulator cultivator, so he wasn't exactly undefeatable in the Ethereal Realm.
“The opening of the Celestial Battlefield on Demonia Mountain wouldn't be the same as any other location, without any rules to speak of, Mr. Chance. The six major factions on Demonia Mountain have already achieved an agreement with the various clans and cultivators in the same area... No random individual will be given entry to the Celestial Battlefield on Demonia Mountain. Only those who possess a token will be able to get there...”
“This method will ward off some wandering cultivators and cultivators from other regions. Unless they are willing to offer some resources, they can't get it. An entrance fee, so to speak. This way, the cultivators and clans in the southern region will gain a natural advantage and even obtain extra resources. Blood Spirit Valley, as one of the major factions on Demonia Mountain, naturally has a limited amount of tokens we can distribute to people we deem worthy. I can assure you that you will be able to enter the Celestial Battlefield first,” said Igor.
His words stunned Hamish, Jared, and the others.
“Why would the cultivators in the southern region agree to cooperate with you Demonic Cultivators?” asked Misho, puzzled.
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