The Upper Abyss Abandoned City had long since lost the splendor it once possessed as the gateway to a Sacred Land.
That enormous palm seal descending from the heavens had forcibly divided the vast immortal city into seven regions.
The gigantic crater at the center churned with lava day and night and was known as the "Skyfire Basin."
The other six relatively intact areas housed great numbers of itinerant cultivators, who lived and cultivated there.
Some mourned the collapse of the immortal city, but the itinerant cultivators living here clapped their hands in delight.
If the Mingyuan Sect had not perished, where would they have found such a treasured land for cultivation?
Led by Old Freak Ge, a Late Stage Golden Core Great Cultivator, a group of Golden Core Cultivators had joined forces to clear the blocked Spirit Veins, gradually restoring a fraction of Shangyou Immortal City's former appearance.
The various strong experts dwelled separately within it, each occupying their own territory.
This day.
A cultivator with a ruddy complexion waited quietly outside a mist-shrouded formation.
After a while, the mist dispersed, and Chu Mo looked at the visitor in surprise.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, what brings you here?"
Feng Yinuo laughed heartily and shook the gourd in his hand, which radiated a chilling aura.
"Didn't I find a bottle of Frost Ice Wine? You and I are the only Wine Dao Gentlemen nearby, so naturally I had to share it with you. Besides, you helped me drive back my mortal enemy last time. I've been thinking about how to repay you ever since. Surely you won't refuse a bottle of wine."
Delight appeared on Chu Mo's face. Rubbing his hands together, he said, "Could it be Frost Ice Wine brewed by the Dieyun Sect back in the day?"
Feng Yinuo