Shwoosh, a ray of light swept over, and Weng Nanqing immediately disappeared without a trace.
The goddess is gone.
Quickly!
The crowd hurriedly surged forward, beginning their strength tests as well.
No one knew if they could end up in the same region as Weng Nanqing, but there was at least a one-eighth chance, so they had to give it a try.
No one knew how the grouping was determined. It seemed like they would keep the number of people in the eight regions at a similar level, and the strongest were likely divided into different groups to avoid meeting too early.
Shwoosh shwoosh shwoosh, streaks of light swept by, and one person after another vanished.
Shi Hao also squeezed his way up: "Sister! Sister!"
His brute strength was unmatched, having reached the fourth stage of the Nine Deaths Heavenly Art, comparable to the power of the Four Sacrifices. The crowd he pushed aside staggered left and right, having to make way for him.
