What was happening to Nie Tian soon attracted the others’ attention.

Every one of the forty-nine Fortune Wells was now guarded by cultivators, outsiders, or Ancientbeasts.

Half of them awoke from their cultivation, and looked in Nie Tian’s direction with indifferent expressions.

The other half didn’t even open their eyes, but still concentrated on their cultivation.

Qiu Ji’s explosive roar made the gravitational field around him grow stronger.

With a ...