As the days passed, more and more people gathered in the city.
Ye Sheng was indifferent. He slowly cultivated and comprehended nature. He integrated himself into it and wanted to comprehend some law concepts.
It was blurry, as if there was a layer of gauze separating them.
Ye Sheng did not give up. He focused on waiting. The gauze would be removed one day. He was immersed in it and could not extricate himself.
Shan Rong strolled around, asking for information, analyzing who was stronger and who had more people forming alliances.
Forming alliances had become the norm. With so many people not forming alliances, the pressure was too great.
Some even started to form teams of more than a dozen people and slowly developed into a type of gang.