Outside the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven, hundreds of kilometers away from the entrance, there were some people gathered.
They were scouts sent by the Grotto-Heavens and other nations.
Zhou Shu had mobilized so many people into the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven, causing everyone to panic. They had all sent their top scouts here to find out what he wanted to do.
If he really wanted to mobilize troops, these scouts had to report back as soon as possible.
"What do you think Zhou Shu is up to? Hasn't the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven been very quiet for the past few months? Can't they just continue to stay quiet?" a scout muttered.
"Go tell him that yourself," another scout said angrily. "Who can predict what this big shot wants to do?"
"We just have to keep an eye on them. If the army really takes action, we have to send the news back immediately," a scout said. "I'm afraid it will be hard for this world to stay peaceful."
