The cheers echoed through the sky of the city; this was a festival belonging to the Demons, with almost the entire city's Demons participating in the event.
This led to the city falling into an unprecedented lull, with only a meager force left to guard the city, posing no real threat.
However, considering from another angle, countless Demons were gathered in the city, with an unknown number of Gold-tier powerhouses among them. The participants had different factions backing them, making this festival an indisputable opportunity for those so-called big shots to amass wealth. Thus, even if there were some friction among several factions before, no one would make the rash move today.
This mindset focused everyone's attention on the arena.
Yet...
There are always unexpected events in this world.
While the Demons were still immersed in the fervor of battle, in the distance, several dense white silhouettes began to advance toward them.
