This night, the deep pit couldn't sleep.
The news from this place had already spread through the Martial World, and the entire East Victory realm, from the courts to the streets, knew of the frontline war situation. Hardly anyone could sleep.
If one looked down from the sky, it would be seen that, be it the land of East Victory, the South Sea continent, or the lands of Miaojiang, where people dwelled, the lights were bright.
Even the outskirts were no exception.
The several hundred cities near Bee Island had already been paralyzed, turning into ghost towns.
Months earlier, the people in the cities had packed their belongings, large and small, and fled in every direction, like waves, spreading the panic to even more people.
In other places, because of the greater distance, there was no chaos yet, thanks to the coordination between the Martial World powers and the government officials. But everyone knew that this anxious and fearful calm could be shattered at any moment.
