On the tenth day of entering the Chess Sea, the number of cultivators gathered on Chess Island had exceeded one hundred, and the vast island was already too large to see its end.
By the fifteenth day, the number of people temporarily swelled to two hundred.
The explosive growth was mainly due to the fact that each batch of surviving Haotian Alliance cultivators was not small in number, the least being around a dozen, and the most being up to thirty or forty.
As the numbers grew, so did our own strength.
However, correspondingly, the battles also became more intense. As our own numbers were gathering, so were those from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, and no longer were there small-scale skirmishes between a few individuals as seen at the start. Now, when a large battle broke out, the sky was filled with the light from magic and spells and flying weapons.