Nie Tian glanced around and discovered that all of those who were guarding their own Fortune Wells had awoken from their cultivation.

They all rose to their feet and looked down the mouths of their Fortune Wells.

As the earth shook increasingly violently and bubbles continued to rise in the mud, faint smoke gradually pervaded the marshland.

The air-transportation spiritual tools that were originally berthed in the vicinity began to circle around the Fortune Wells.

From the look of it, fierce battles could break out at any moment.

“Hmm?!” In a distant location, the old man, who practiced lightning power and was about to reach the end of his lifespan, was dumbfounded as he stared at the Fortune Well he had been guarding. 

Wisps of crimson smoke could be seen gradually rising from the mouth the well.

A blazing flame aura gradually built up inside the well as a thick pillar of fierce flames suddenly burst forth from within it.

Small red lightning...