At the side of the field, more and more people gathered above the gorge. These were all disciples of Mount Chong that hurried over after receiving the news.
There was a mountain above the training field with a building. That was the cultivation ground for Mountain Elder Zong Xu. Right now, he stood at the edge of the mountain and looked down. The Cottage had recommended Ye Futian to cultivate at Mount Chong's training field and he naturally agreed. This could motivate his disciples.
Ye Futian obviously noticed all the people who'd arrived but he didn't care. He tried walking, running, and displaying his martial arts strength in the gorge. He realized that his every move was restricted. Horrible noble might and gravity weighed down. Each move became difficult.
