After all, today was the human race's Spirit Gathering Day. Everyone needed to sit cross-legged and cultivate. Otherwise, they wouldn't even have such a small area per capita.
Zhang Ting came late, so he could only find a place to sit cross-legged outside. Even so, the area he occupied didn't exceed two square meters.
Everyone, male or female, old or young, was sitting cross-legged quietly, waiting for Han Fei to speak.
As for Han Fei, he had just finished setting up the arrays in the city today when he was pulled over by Han Xuan.
Han Fei asked, "Uncle Xuan, what's up?"
Han Xuan smiled. "It's been a full year since the human race migrated to the Raging Sea, and it's finally settled down. The first round of breakthroughs should have passed. Are you sure the second round will come?"