All cultivators were now waiting outside the array patterns, not daring to approach.
Lu Yi and the others, upon arriving, also did not approach. The complex array patterns in the sky flickered uncertainly, as if they might extinguish at any moment.
Jian Ruyu was somewhat eager to try, "When can we go in?"
Wang Qifeng and the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect also looked towards Ding Qing.
Ding Qing was very steady, gazing at the distant array patterns as he slowly uttered a word, "Wait."
Apart from them, cultivators from all directions were itching to move forward, with some loose cultivators even starting to edge closer bit by bit.
Unlike the disciples of Immortal Sect Holy Lands and other sects, they had to strive for cultivation resources on their own. With the treasure right in front of their eyes, even if the Sacred Land Immortal Sects could remain calm, they could not.
