Huang Shatian’s Pride

Nanfeng Ruoxuan glanced at the scene ahead as she frowned, "Why are there so many devil cultivators?"

Atop the ravine, devil cultivators were everywhere. The wind caused clouds of sand and dust to dance about. Even before they arrived at the gorge, they already felt signs of the incoming storm.

"The battlefield we are in was created by a formation. Since it is a formation, it naturally can be controlled by someone else. Seems like everyone who participated were forcibly brought here by the controller. A true chaotic royal rumble would soon commence." Qin Wentian was very familiar with formations, he was able to guess the actual reason just by thinking a little.

"I think this should be the case." Nanfeng Ruoxuan nodded lightly. The three of them continued. They stood on the ground of gorge and glanced at the experts in their surroundings. This place was simply filled with devil cultivators. However, no battles erupted yet.