The sun rose on another day, coating the open prairies with its golden rays that chased away the darkness of the night. Here it comes another day, another day of waiting... another day where this planet's fate will hang.
"Hmm, seems like no one is coming over," I spoke as this was the third day that not a single cultivator from the Fire King's realm came in.
At first, I thought that this was just luck, that no cultivator came down due to the fact that the planet is damn big, and finding this not-so formation-protected part was pretty hard.
But on the fourth day, I realized that I was damn mistaken.
Hundreds upon hundreds of cultivators rushed into the massive opening in the formation and came down with as much speed as they could.
