Yellow Mud Stronghold.
Stepping through the filthy puddles on the ground, Wang Chen stopped before a stone fort.
This was already the seventh day since he had joined Yunyang Sect's Clear Realm operation.
Over the past few days, the team he was part of had inspected four rogue cultivator strongholds, one after another.
Yellow Mud Stronghold was the fifth.
This stronghold was quite remote, with a harsh surrounding environment. A great number of mortals lived mixed in with the cultivators, and its buildings were a chaotic jumble, making it feel like a slum within the Cultivation World.
The mud-dust roads were strewn with garbage and permeated by a foul stench!
By comparison, even the Yunyang Sect outer sect was heaven.
Wang Chen raised his hand and slapped the tightly shut door from a distance. "Yunyang disciples, here to investigate Evil Cultivators. Open the door!"
Unlike Five Tiger Stronghold, although quite a few cultivators lived in Yellow Mud Stronghold, their overall strength was far inferior.
This stronghold did not even possess a defensive grand array.
Therefore, faced with the pressure of the Yunyang flying ship, the cultivator leader controlling Yellow Mud Stronghold had dropped to his knees on the spot.
He neither resisted nor fled, simply rolling over and surrendering completely!
The task of Wang Chen and the other Sunset Peak disciples was to search every house in the stronghold for Evil Cultivators in hiding.
After a moment, the heavy door creaked open. A sallow-faced woman bowed to Wang Chen. "Greetings, exalted cultivator."
A sharp glint flashed through Wang Chen's eyes. "Are you the only one in this home?"
This woman was also a Qi Condensation cultivator.
Yet she was only at the second level, and she looked exhausted and frail. She was likely ill.
Just then, a little girl of