"Many thanks for coming, everyone. Please enter the island and rest."
Lin Bai smiled faintly. Without saying much more, he invited them onto the island to rest.
Wen Tian Sect's Holy Son Shangguan Tong smiled and nodded repeatedly in agreement, but Zhao Xiantu and Li Mo both revealed a trace of hatred on their faces.
"Hmph." Zhao Xiantu snorted coldly. "Lin Bai, we didn't come this time because we accepted your invitation. We simply couldn't bear to watch Northern Region martial artists ravage the land of our Eastern Region!"
"That's right." Li Mo chimed in righteously. "Although you and I have our grudges, with a great enemy before us, we can set those grudges aside for now and deal with those Northern Region mongrels first!"
Lin Bai was not surprised in the slightest by their words. He had long expected them to say this, and he smiled and agreed.
Once everyone entered the island, Chu Tingxue assigned camps to the martial artists from every territory, having them stay with their own sects and disciples, and with the martial artists from their own territories, to avoid needless friction and disputes!
After everything had been arranged, Chu Tingxue went to find Lin Bai and Chu Tinghan. "Everyone who should have arrived is here now. Let them rest for a day or two, and then we'll begin our operation."
Standing atop the island's highest peak, Lin Bai looked down. At this moment, the entire island, inside and out, was packed with the figures of martial artists.
On the island, there were seven or eight hundred martial artists from the Qi Tian Sect territory, the Seven Nights Divine Sect territory, Ten Thousand Saints Mountain territory, and Chu Kingdom territory.
Aside from the disciples and prodigies of flourishing forces and top sects, most of them