Just as Fang Hong waited patiently, more and more demon race cultivators gathered around the Myriad Beasts Tower.
Initially, only a few thousand people gathered, but in a short while, the number multiplied several times, gradually swelling to tens of thousands of demon race cultivators crowding around the square.
Whoosh.
As the registration proceeded in full swing, a sound of breaking air suddenly came from the distant sky.
Two blue streaks of light cut through the sky, rapidly approaching from afar, and landed steadily at the very front of the registration line with a powerful aura.
As the streaks of light landed, the accompanying immense pressure instantly swept through the surroundings, like a surging tide crashing down.
The faces of the surrounding, originally noisy, demon race Cultivators all changed, and they involuntarily took a step back, fearing to be affected by that powerful aura.
