Divine Wind Gale Force

Luo Chen's arrival drew the attention of some people.

But only some.

On the front lines, although Golden Core Immortals still occupied an absolutely lofty position, they were no longer as elusive as dragons whose heads were seen but never their tails.

Large Magic Treasure vehicles appeared outside Broken Moon Immortal City from time to time.

After parking the Crimson Flame Dragon Boat, Luo Chen did not concern himself with those trivial matters. Foundation Establishment True Cultivators from Luo Tian Sect under his command would naturally handle them.

He entered Broken Moon Immortal City with Xu Huanzhen and over a dozen Qi Refining Stage disciples.

Before entering the city, Luo Chen's steps paused.

His gaze fell upon the humanoid puppet guarding the gate, and his eyes flickered.

"A puppet comparable to the Early Foundation Establishment Stage, and it is merely being used to watch the city gates!"

"Has Fallen Cloud Sect's number of puppets already reached such a degree?"

Shaking his head, Luo Chen strode into Broken Moon Immortal City.

He had not been able to see too clearly from outside earlier.

But the instant he entered the city, a coarse and savage aura crashed straight into his face.

Even the air seemed to carry a peculiar scent.

It was an indescribable smell formed from the mixture of humans, demon beasts, soil, ores, blood... and countless other things.

If he truly had to find an adjective for it, perhaps it would be the word "restless."

"The immortal city has been established, and the stronghold has taken shape. What comes next will inevitably be a fierce offensive to conquer this Desolate Wastes."

"My arrival could not have been more timely!"

As Luo Chen muttered to himself, a familiar face came flying down the street on evasive light.

From far away, he