As time trickled by, more and more spiritual energy vortexes, large and small, gradually appeared above Spirit Stone Square.
The vortexes were packed densely together. The largest spanned tens of thousands of zhang, while even the smallest were over a dozen zhang across.
Beneath every vortex sat a Daoist cross-legged, and every one of them was fighting with all their might for the surrounding spiritual energy and Grand Dao Spiritual Opportunity.
Because of this, at every moment, countless vortexes were fiercely tangling and colliding. Countless spiritual energy storms spun into being and spun out again. The turbulent currents of spiritual energy in the void grew ever more swift and savage, and more and more Daoists gradually could not hold on, constantly being shifted out of this square out of thin air.
One hour.
Two hours.
After three hours, the number of people in the square had already fallen to fewer than ten thousand, and above each person's head, a Grand Dao Flower had already condensed.
The person with the greatest number had not only condensed a full three Grand Dao Flowers, but the fourth had also begun to take shape.
Because his physical body was far too "outstanding," even though Zhao Sheng did his utmost to rein in his divine sense and will, he still condensed two Grand Dao Flowers as well as the embryonic form of a third Dao Flower.
Counting through everyone who remained in the square, he was still ranked among the top ten, making him extremely "eye-catching."
Rumble!
The surrounding spiritual energy vortexes collided violently, letting out peals of rumbling from time to time.
Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, inwardly feeling that things were not good.
He had originally wanted to slip into the Supreme Clarity Sect without gods knowing or ghosts noticing.
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