On this empty Dao platform, now appeared one spiritual figure after another.
They cursed under their breath, exuding a wild aura, far inferior to the powerful orthodox cultivators.
These loose cultivators understood that the so-called heavenly grand trend had nothing to do with them, so they were too lazy to participate.
But now, with the Forbidden Area emerging, involving a battle that concerns the fate of the continent, no one held back.
Although their cultivation was low, their bloodlust was no weaker than others!
In just a moment, the nine Dao platforms were once again densely packed!
"Tsk tsk, the foundation of the continent is not bad."
"Despite the prolonged civil war, they can still gather so many people."
Amir glanced at the crowd on the Dao platforms, shaking his head with a bit of amusement and said:
"However, do you think you can stop us with this trash alone?"
"No matter how many ants there are, they can't bite a dragon to death."
