Wan Tengshan and Lei Tonghao exchanged a glance, clearly shaken by Yu Ci's "boastful words." Yet, recalling his bizarre encounter earlier, they could not help but wonder inwardly:
Could Jiu Yan have used some secret technique, paying a certain price, to secure the Divine Lord's cross-space reinforcement and stabilization?
Unable to untangle the threads for the moment, they could only say forcedly, "That would be best."
Disregarding their worries and calculations, Zhai Que'er walked straight over amid light chuckles. Although the current situation was complex, she looked radiant, appearing somewhat out of place with the heavy, stagnant atmosphere at the peak.
Only then did Yu Ci discover that the two factions of demonic cultivators—the Eastern Branch of the Demonic Sect and the Dongyang Orthodox Sect—had already arrived at the main peak to rendezvous. There were also some other cultivators invited by the Sword Discussion Pavilion, as well as a few unfamiliar faces who had probably come over from the outer realms even earlier, much like Shang He and the others.
Yet these people were clearly not all of the cultivators who were still alive within the Thirty-Three Peaks of Donghua at this moment. However, those who had not come over by now were eight or nine parts out of ten lost in the chaotic and twisted void, with little chance of survival left.
Yu Ci exchanged greetings with Zhai Que'er, still casting his gaze around: where were Xiaowu and Ye Chi?
He was only surprised, not yet overly worried. Although the Divine Lord Network had suffered heavy damage recently, pointing the way for Xiaowu was still not a problem.
He turned his face to look at Zhai Que'er: Looking at the Daoist friend's complexion, could it be that you've gained a great harvest?
Yu Ci asked Zhai Que'er, but his