"Strong wind today. Attack at Hai Hour-everyone, follow your orders and prepare early."
"...!"
The wind stopped, and Zhang Linghuo's excited, cracked voice rang out incessantly through the Bunker. Hearing his cries, the Supernatural Ability Users all took out the Magic Treasures exclusive to the Gutan Sect Secret Realm that they had accumulated over these past days, preparing for tonight's battle.
In the bustling Corridor, quite a few people were chatting in small groups.
"Senior Brother Han, aren't you going to tell your own fortune before tonight's big battle?" a young Daoist asked a middle-aged man teasingly.
"I already did. I drew the Great Fortune Lot," the middle-aged man said confidently. "The eight of us might just kill a Super Grade tonight and make our names known throughout Ancient Pool!"
"If we're killing anyone, let's kill Lady Yuhua on the other side. I heard that old crone secretly ruined quite a few of our young Daoists."
"Catch her and sew both her mouths shut!"
"...!"
The attack at Hai Hour tonight was actually only a feint, mainly intended to conceal Ren Ye's plan. But they could not tell everyone the truth, or, with all the enemy's bizarre methods, word could easily leak.
Outside the Stone Chamber housing the Seven-Star Ritual Altar, Brother Chun was also holding a hushed meeting with a group of Independent Players.
"Damn, Brother Chun was just saying he'd found a Repeatable Quest. Tomorrow, we could all use the Spirit Beasts to make things easier and keep picking it up together." A burly man rubbed his cheeks and said with some regret, "Who would've thought... we'd really be putting our lives on the line tonight?"
"Yeah. Daoist Wang did well tonight and drew the favorable lot, 'Strong Wind.' I reckon even the Little Human Emperor's group didn't