Six minutes later.
Di Tian looked at the eight Saint Shadows as they spread out.
On Yue Jianli's request, the battle was shifted to the surface. Right now, they were about to begin.
"Are we all ready?" Lu Ye asked as he retrieved a huge furnace, anvil and other forging equipments from his storage ring.
A couple of metres away from him, Zhao Churan was warming his alchemy cauldron. Yue Jianli was sorting out her arrays flags. The others were all getting set.
"The Origin God Rule, a path to so many professions," Di Tian had a peculiar feeling as he watched them all get ready.
Apart from him, there was only one other Inscription Master among them. This cultivator had the most solemn expression.
