The Cultivators Gather (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Roar..."

The summoned Ice Flood Dragon Nine Palaces Formation had been broken just like that. Even the Ice Dragon, a high-grade puppet, seemed enraged. It threw back its head and let out a long howl.

The rolling sound waves blasted across the lake. Some cultivators who had just entered the second level heard the terrifying howl, and their faces changed dramatically.

"What... what kind of demonic beast made that sound?"

A gray-robed cultivator who had just stepped into the second level of the ice cave trembled so badly that the spirit weapon in his hand clattered to the ground.

"Could it be a Third-Order Demon King?"

His companion's face was deathly pale. His Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "That roar alone is enough to unsettle my Dao heart!"

The two exchanged a glance and retreated several steps in unison, afraid of disturbing the terrifying presence at the bottom of the lake.

Many others were just like them. One by one, the cultivators moved far away from the lake, their expressions tense with fear.

"How could this happen?"

"Isn't this supposed to be a 'trial ground' for Foundation Establishment cultivators? Why is there a Third-Order Demon King?"

"Can Foundation Establishment cultivators really defeat a Demon King?"

"What kind of nonsense is that? How could Foundation Establishment cultivators possibly defeat a Demon King?"

"Exactly! Even if a thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators faced a single Demon King, there probably wouldn't be many survivors. And the Demon King might not even be killed!"

Everyone started talking at once.

Most of them were terrified, though a few were bold enough to approach.

Not far away, a five-person cultivator squad cautiously made its way toward Ice Lake.

"This level of pressure is beyond that of any ordinary demonic beast."

The purple-haired woman at the head