Even if there are no other gains, retreating like this is already worthwhile.
However, it's hard for anyone to be satisfied with the status quo; to put it nicely, it means having greater ambition. Qin Ming "goes with the flow," advancing with the crowd.
Many people flood in, creating a chaotic scene.
Once entering such a Creation Land, it's easy to go out of control. Everyone scatters, vying to search various hidden corners.
Qin Ming was happy about this; he wasn't obligated to blaze a trail for everyone.
Of course, some were wary of him and maintained a certain distance, their guard very high.
"Strange, there's a hint of chill here, yet this is the place where True Sun Fire was born, how is this possible?" A Silver Silkworm spoke, transforming into a palm-high silver old man, whom no one dared to underestimate, as he was a Grandmaster.
