The originally quiet stronghold was suddenly overtaken by a storm of movement, becoming lively beyond compare, as all the cultivators raced at top speed toward where Li Zhixuan stood.
Each person raised their head to gaze at her, their eyes filled with worship, excitement, exhilaration, and other emotions.
In just a brief moment, the once empty grounds became packed with people, not even a crack left between them. Even though the crowding was unbearable, no one intended to leave—they didn't want to miss this opportunity!
Li Zhixuan herself was quite amazed at her own immense power to command so many; she had expected to attract many cultivators, but never so many as this.
If this were in the past, she might not have thought it a problem—she might even have felt pleased, since she could obtain resources more quickly. But now, she no longer needed so many cultivators.
