At the mountaintop, after Lin Baichuan and the others arrived, they found a spot and waited quietly.
People continuously climbed to the summit from all directions, including quite a few humans. Whether they knew Lin Baichuan's group or not, they all gathered toward them.
For one thing, Lin Baichuan's reputation had long since spread far and wide. For another, at a time like this, those of the same race naturally had to stick together.
After all, even fools knew that once the Tongtian Tower emerged, a fierce battle of dragons and tigers would begin.
If they still did not band together now, the human race would certainly be targeted by the Myriad Races. If they remained a loose pile of sand, they would inevitably be defeated one by one.
As more and more people reached the mountaintop, the place gradually grew lively.
Many human prodigies were also arriving, and the group grew ever larger.
However, Lin Baichuan and the others were no longer the central focus. Quite a few people possessed strength and backgrounds no less formidable than Mu Qingyun's group, drawing away much of the attention.
Especially after the Emperor's Sons and Emperor's Daughters of the seven Emperor-grade Forces arrived, the focus of the human camp fell upon them. Lin Baichuan and his group were naturally cast completely aside.
Lin Baichuan did not react much to this.
On the contrary, he did not like being surrounded by people at all.
Now that everyone had shifted their attention and no longer watched him, he was more than happy to enjoy the peace.
"Brother Lin, I trust you have been well. We meet again..."
Just as Lin Baichuan was considering whether to find somewhere to cultivate for a while, a voice suddenly rang out. "Could you come over for a talk?