Time flowed like water. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
At this time, in the Abyss sect, hundreds of anti-heaven alliance cultivators had gathered in front of the spatial crack leading to the Abyss world.
In fact, they had been in the Abyss sect for almost a month. During this month, they had done nothing but understand the abyss world.
Looking at the hundreds of anti-heaven Alliance cultivators, Sacred King Nether River said indifferently, "The hundred cultivators are divided into five groups and sent to the Five Great Holy Regions of the Abyss world to be nurtured."
In the crowd, Chen Chen secretly sighed at Sacred King Nether River's craftiness.
Sacred King Nether River must have thought that there were people among the hundred people who were like him, who kept an eye on other cultivators to prevent other cultivators from truly joining the Abyss sect.