The crowd was instantly shocked, not expecting the predecessors to have been so tragic.
A million people, only a hundred made it across?
Doesn't that mean a million people bled on this bridge?
The mountain wind swept through, wailing mournfully.
The crowd shivered, as if the souls of a million injustices were roaring at them.
The timid cultivators cried out, "I don't want to seek immortal fate, I want to go home."
"This place is not suitable for a long stay, let's go back!"
"What a load of nonsense about immortal fate, it's clearly a scam. A batch of cultivators came before, how many truly found immortal fate?"
"..."
Amidst a group of despondent people, a disciple stepped out and raised a rallying cry, "If you don't dare to go, I will go. This Ye Lingtian is none other than the ancestor of my Sky Sword Sect. He not only found immortal fate but also expanded our Sky Sword Sect throughout the Star Domain. Now, the entire Star Domain has only our sect."
