By evening, almost all the forces had gathered. If this were a grand event, the entire valley might not hold so many people.
In reality, though, the number of attendees was just four to five hundred thousand, with nearly half being Level Eight or Level Nine perfect beings.
Actually, everyone knew deep down that, given today's scale, trying to fish in troubled waters was nearly impossible. Playing it safe wouldn't work—getting a treasure or two here would require relying on one's own strength!
"Seems like everyone's here!" A burly man stepped out from the crowd.
He was about five meters tall, with skin that had a hint of red beneath its darkness, exuding a fiery aura that was immensely oppressive.
"This guy's strong." Zhang Menglong looked at the burly man, trusting his gut instinct that this man's strength could likely rank in the top ten among all the perfect beings!
