"How could there be starlight here?" The many Madmen candidates frowned.
This was beyond their understanding.
Before they came, the higher-ups had told them the world was dead, utterly dead.
Even the sun and moon had gone out, let alone the stars.
Yet starlight was streaming down right before their eyes.
"There's danger!"
"Everyone, prepare to fight."
The Madmen candidates were extraordinary, after all.
They raised their guard and were about to throw back their heads and howl to warn everyone.
But in the next breath, the starlight burst apart in midair, scattering into thirteen beams.
Twelve fell in twelve directions, corresponding to the Twelve Houses of the Zodiac.
One beam shone on the center of the base.
Snow-Treading Madmen saw precious herbs falling through the starlight.
His pupils contracted, and he said delightedly, "Everyone, spread out and capture the precious herbs."
"Hahaha, precious herbs really are falling from the sky."
"Thank you for nature's bounty!"
Snow-Treading Madmen was wildly arrogant. He regarded the living beings in the starlight as nothing more than precious herbs to harvest at will.
The Madmen candidates cheered, preparing to summon their underlings to spread out and harvest the precious herbs.
Some Madmen candidates even began arguing over how to divide the precious herbs.
But some were not quite so arrogant and were therefore deeply worried. "These precious herbs came riding starlight. Their strength is extraordinary."
"Now they're scattering everywhere. I'm afraid they're going to attack us."
"We..."
Before he could finish, Snow-Treading Madmen sneered, "In the Fourth-Layer World, only a handful of precious herbs dare oppose us."
"But they've all been killed dozens of times. They won't dare come here anytime soon."
"Why worry?"
"Besides, what could a bunch of precious herbs possibly be capable of?"
As he spoke, he clasped his hands behind