A million cultivators surged forward like a tidal wave, frantically rushing toward the South Heavenly Gate.
With a thunderous crash, the ground collapsed.
On the plaza in front of the Immortal King Palace's stone bridge, spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared.
Inside the Nine Queues Hall, some people kept uprooting the herbs from the ground, shouting crazily, "I'm not leaving; this is Dragon Pattern Grass, this is Phoenix Blood Flower, they're all worth a fortune outside!"
Someone on Sword Mountain was madly pulling out longswords, braving the strikes of thunder and lightning, yelling hysterically, "These swords are all mine, all mine!"
Inside the Pill Room, someone was frantically stuffing pills into their storage ring, equally possessed, ignoring everything else.
Chu Feng and Wang Xiaoya's group stood on the bridge, exchanged looks, and suddenly jumped down off the bridge.
