In truth, many people had already grown impatient.
They wanted to start killing at once and ultimately break open this formation.
They simply lacked the nerve to take the lead.
Now that Chen Feng of the Divine Court had made a move, no one could hold back any longer.
The entire void descended into chaos.
But upon closer inspection, one would find these battles rather interesting.
The others fought with savage brutality.
Yet whether it was Fairy Maiden Palace or the Stork Demon Race, neither had joined the battle. They merely watched coldly from the sidelines.
As for those Rogue Cultivators and small factions, they did not dare seek trouble with these two colossal powers.
"Fairy Maiden Palace and the Chen Feng Demon Race are cunning enough to want to reap the benefits without lifting a finger," Ji Zhan said unwillingly.
"What can we do when they're powerful and no one dares provoke them?" Ouyang Xiu replied.
He was a Rogue Cultivator and had seen much in life.
He saw through the affairs of the cultivation world with perfect clarity.
Look at Chen Feng—he kept killing people.
Yet no one dared take the initiative to attack him. They even deliberately avoided him. Wasn't it because they feared the Divine Court behind him?
At this moment, someone spotted Xu Zimo and his group.
At first, Xu Zimo had crossed the Poison Sea alone, and many people had not dared provoke him.
But now, everyone had gotten carried away with the killing.
Their eyes had turned red with slaughter. Several hundred people gathered their courage and surrounded Xu Zimo.
"Courting death," Xu Zimo shouted coldly.
A blade aura burst forth from his hand.
Several hundred people instantly turned into pulp, and a rain of blood fell from the sky.
Around Xu Zimo,