"Ning Brother, we can't join forces here; after we break through the formation, we'll each have to rely on our own fortunes," Ziche Jun said, seeing so many cultivators attacking the natural formation, knowing that here they could only rely on their own luck.
"Okay," Ning Cheng nodded. With so many people vying for these scarce resources, indeed, there was no way to join forces. There were at least fifty to sixty thousand cultivators gathered here, waiting for the Rongyuan Star Fruit. There were only a dozen or so Rongyuan Star Fruit trees here, with no more than a few hundred fruits at most.
Tens of thousands of cultivators vying for a few hundred Rongyuan Star Fruits, this was almost one fruit for every hundred people.
