The desolate mountain behind Fox Charm City.
The Fox Clan Grand Elder looked contentedly at the data feedback from his clan members.
"Great Elder, the thirty maps I sent out have all been fully converted."
"Great Elder, the fifty invitations I sent out have all been converted into passes."
"Great Elder, of the one hundred invitations I sent out, apart from two where no life was found nearby, the others have all found their targets."
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Listening to the reports from his subordinates, the Grand Elder smiled with satisfaction.
Calculating secretly in his mind, within such a short time, there were already a thousand Martial Artists, Star Soldiers, and exotic beasts who had accepted the invitations or passes. In the next three days, many more people would certainly join in.
However, with so many invitations sent out, it was inevitable that some would be discarded.
