Qin Yu packed up his things. He walked out with the many other participating cultivators who were staying at the inn and stepped onto the main street, headed towards the assigned departure meeting point. But strangely, a good number of cultivators he encountered along the way were black and blue, as if they had been brutally beaten up. Strange, was there some group event that occurred last night?

The competition was about to occur yet they still had the thought to mess around with these things. Indeed, the cultivators within the Land of Divinity and Demons really knew how to play! Qin Yu shook his head, no longer paying attention to this. It was just that when he occasionally looked around, he felt that there was something lacking in the crowd. He didn’t think he would have a mistaken feeling about this, so he furrowed his eyebrows and thought. After a moment, he suddenly realized what it was. There wasn’t a single person wearing a black robe in the crowd!

This was strange. During the registration yesterday, while there weren’t many people in black robes, there were still some of them. How come everyone had changed their outfits today?

The rules of the competition didn’t seem to have any stipulations regarding this.

As he was thinking about it, Qin Yu soon arrived at the meeting point where everyone was waiting to begin. He didn’t need to wait for long. The...