After night had fallen.
All cultivators outside the city could not use protective methods or sensing skills; in complete darkness, they were utterly blind and furthermore, everyone had become fragile.
They would shatter at the slightest touch.
Whoever had the initiative would gain absolute victory.
His advantage lay in possessing a small world he could carry with him, in which he could hide at any moment to avoid attacks.
In the small world, Chen Qiu quietly observed the situation outside.
Until two hours later, when the sky darkened, from outside "Great Yuan City," no cultivator could be seen, but only Chen Qiu knew that within just a dozen miles around him, there were more than a dozen cultivators hidden.
"..."
Chen Qiu stood within the small world with a complex expression, watching the scenario outside.
The cultivators of the Xuantian Continent seemed to be slightly more cunning than those from Da Xia Country.
