In Zhongzhou.
Every day, cultivators still entered the mysterious depths of Xuanlong Valley.
But no matter how many people entered, the situation remained the same.
Quiet...
So quiet that it reached a bizarre level.
The cultivators within the valley all felt that this was the calm before the storm, the quieter it was now, the more intense the war would be.
Yet as time passed,
The countless cultivators in the valley all felt it strange.
Several days had gone by...
Why was there not even the slightest commotion?
Eerily silent, unsettlingly so.
This was the case for both sides.
And the high ranks of both parties, in an extreme tacit understanding, gave the same advice: stay calm and don't be hasty.
Given the situation,
The numerous cultivators could only keep silent and wait for the battle to commence.
...
On this day,
Streaks of light flew from the distance, catching the attention of many cultivators inside Xuanlong Valley.
