Luo Qian had no need to fly over. The two blind fools had tangled themselves into a gigantic green ball and were rolling toward him, flattening countless trees along the way. He had already sensed dozens of high-level beings around the two monsters. They were not to be underestimated: they had the strength of Eighth-Rank Immortals!
Each monster stood seventy or eighty meters tall and had the strength of an early Ninth-Rank fighter! Luo Qian was startled. Damn it, was this world really that formidable? Had Eighth- and Ninth-Rank beings become so common they walked the streets?
Experts everywhere, powerhouses as plentiful as dogs. Luo Qian decided it was wise to watch before acting. This world might not be so easy to handle. The monsters' roars mingled with the crash of falling trees, rumbling through the forest like rolling thunder. Luo Qian cast the Invisibility Art, a spell from the Immortal Realm that naturally no one in this world recognized. Besides, he was stronger than either monster. They fought their way past without noticing him.
Not long after they passed, gusts sounded behind them. Luo Qian frowned. What were these seven or eight people doing here? Joining the excitement? The strongest among them was only at the early Ninth Rank; one was even at the upper Eighth Rank and had yet to enter the Ninth Rank at all. Luo Qian remained invisible as they swept past him. Sure enough, not one noticed him watching.
If the two monsters broke off their fight now, these people hoping to "pick up a bargain" would come away empty-handed. The monsters were powerful in their own right; if they wanted to flee, it would be easy.
As the eight swept past Luo Qian, their conversation reached his ears. "Tiangu Yue, you people of Flower