This was a stretch of rolling mountains, where the spiritual energy was noticeably denser than in the surrounding areas, because at the main peak of this mountain range lay a small Spirit Vein extending for more than ten li.
Not only was it small, its quality was also nothing to speak of. A spiritual land of this scale was beneath the notice not only of those powerful sects and clans, but even of Rogue Cultivators with slightly higher cultivation.
However, though the Nailong Realm was vast, the cultivators of the Human and Demon Races were even more numerous. Naturally, there were some small sects and minor factions that would cut their coat according to their cloth and set their sights on this place, even fighting a life-and-death struggle over the ownership of such an inferior Spirit Vein.
Of course, that had already been a matter of a hundred years ago.
In the end, the Thunder Scale Sect emerged victorious and settled down atop this tiny Spirit Vein.
The name Thunder Scale Sect sounded rather impressive, but in truth it was a bottom-tier minor sect with only a little over two hundred people. Within the sect, there was only one Supreme Elder at the Core Condensation Realm, a dozen or so Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, and the rest were all low-level disciples at the Spirit Movement Stage.
In terms of strength, it could even be said that they were inferior to Floating Cloud Valley when Lin Xuan first stepped onto the immortal path. At first hearing, that sounded somewhat absurd, but the distribution of power in the cultivation world had always been shaped like a pyramid. The higher the cultivation realm, the fewer the cultivators. Even the Spirit World was no exception to this. Though the Nailong Realm was rich in