A few days later, a strange glow appeared in the sky. Some people followed it and discovered that it was precisely where the God Tomb was marked on the map. As time passed, the light grew brighter and brighter. Even the non-cultivators in town knew this was a sign that the God Tomb was about to emerge.
The number of people waiting for news at Brother Dong's Hotel immediately dropped by more than half. They had all gone to wait before the God Tomb, hoping to be among the first to enter. Those who remained seated in the hotel, meanwhile, intended to let the first group go in and test the waters.
Everyone had their own plans, and everyone thought they were the cleverest person alive.
However, the steadily increasing number of Soul Masters camping outside the God Tomb gave the Second Worship of Spirit Hall quite a headache. Though, with the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, he could avoid those people while acting, being watched still made his skin crawl.
Ming Sui and the others had finally enjoyed a few peaceful days recently. Their teachers and elders were able to keep their composure, though Sword Douluo had vanished for some reason. Still, the sharp-witted Shrek Seven Devils shared an unspoken understanding. Their little mouths were sealed tight, and all information went in but never came out.
The tense atmosphere had shifted to the God Tomb, and Lihua Town unexpectedly became quiet. With their teachers' approval, the children finally had the chance to go out and blow off some steam.
Tang Yunhua finally experienced what it felt like for children to vanish the moment you let go.
One second, they had still been listening to her. The next, all she could hear was Ming Sui's voice.
Fine. She would let