The registration site was located in a rather spacious square.
Michael originally thought that there would not be many people left here on the last day. Yet, to his surprise, the place was packed with throngs of individuals.
It was crowded, probably with tens of thousands of people.
If it weren't for the fact that the square was too congested and according to the rules of the Immortal Treasure Palace forbidding flying during this time, the number of people would be even more astonishing.
"Brother, didn't they say that there are only a dozen or so people participating in this competition? Why are there so many people here?"
Unless you force your way in with brute strength, you cannot get close to the center of the square, which is the registration area. Michael was rather helpless, so he pulled a middle-aged man standing in front of him and asked.