'What a grand scale...!'

Thanks to his senses sharpened through the demonic cultivation, Wang Yuan knew the cramped passageway had been going deeper underground. That meant this humongous space was a basement of some place.

'Huh. Didn't know such places even existed…’

Wang Yuan could scarcely believe that a space this large could exist below a crowded city. This place was spacious enough to fit several soccer fields, with room to spare!

But Wang Yuan's surprise didn't stem from the sheer size of the space or its existence. No, what stunned him was the number of people filling up this huge space.

All of them were demonic cultivators!

It felt like every individual persecuted by society for mastering demonic arts had congregated in this place. So many of the rare-as-they-get demonic cultivators that couldn't normally be found in any other circumstances had shown up today!

Since these people were technically Wang Yuan's comrades, he should've been comforted, at least by a little, by the sight of so many of them here. But all he could feel right now was this unmaskable bitterness instead.

The order these cultivators had received should be the same as the one Wang Yuan got. The fact that so many people decided to show up because of a random message that could be nothing more than chasing clouds... It could only mean the situation was desperate enough for these people...