Time flew as fast as an arrow towards its target, as the thread on a sewing machine. Three days have passed in just a blink of an eye, and more and more humans, demons, ghosts, devils, and other clans of differing scales have gathered before the Divine Gate.
Fang Ning's horizons have been opening up for the past three days.
Numerous demons and devils of different shapes and sizes, some chillingly eerie, some with presences so mysterious that they were not comprehensible by common logic. A great variety of monsters all appeared under the bright sun and clear, blue skies.
Before this, Fang Ning really had no idea that despite Sir System's hard work, there were still so many terrifying monsters. He now regretted seeing these good fellows. He feared that from now on, he could no longer get a good night's sleep even if he hid obediently in the System Space.