Over the next few days, more and more people arrived. It seemed that even Spirit Saints could not determine the exact opening date, so they had come early to wait. Otherwise, given their status, they would have been the last to arrive.
On the twelfth day after Huo Hai arrived, the ground suddenly began to shake. "What is this? Could it be an earthquake?" Many people felt the tremors, their eyes filled with confusion as they wondered what had happened.
Some of the sharper ones suddenly realized something and shouted, "No, it's not an earthquake. The ruins are about to open! Anyone who wants to enter, hurry up! Don't waste time!" With that roar, the crowd immediately descended into chaos. Those running stalls hurriedly packed them away, while those intending to enter the ruins began shoving toward the front.
Amid the confusion, some people began fishing in troubled waters, secretly taking things others had not had time to put away or even robbing them outright. This threw the crowd into complete disorder, and the chaos continued to spread, affecting more and more people.
"Damn bastard! You dare steal my things? Die!" A man whose belongings had been taken slashed with his saber. The person opposite him flashed aside and dodged the strike, but the area was packed with people. Since he had missed his target, the great saber fell on someone else instead. Spiritual power flashed, blocking the saber, but it did not completely neutralize its force.
The person struck in front staggered and nearly fell. Turning around, he immediately cursed, "Damn bastard, you dare attack me?" As he spoke, he threw a punch at the man. Spiritual power erupted without the slightest regard for the people around them.
"It wasn't me, you bastard! I told you, I didn't do