The Barren Realm lay at the border between the Northern Cold Immortal Domain and the Black Earth Immortal Domain. Its territory was vast and boundless. Since ancient records began, the areas truly explored by cultivators had not even amounted to one ten-thousandth of its expanse.
The spiritual energy here was abundant, but the laws were chaotic. Apart from demonic cultivators and evil cultivators who had fled here, there were even more mysterious foreign races that had multiplied here since ancient times. There were Frost Giants standing a hundred zhang tall and breathing profound ice, Night Shadow Clan members shaped like ghosts and skilled at commanding yin souls, and even descendants of Ancient Demons said to possess True Spirit bloodlines hidden in the depths.
Over countless ages, who knew how many brilliant talents had sought to establish sects and create order here. Some had even been powerful sects guarded by Great Luo Realm cultivators. Yet no matter how glorious those forces had been, they had ultimately vanished silently into the boundless wilderness like meteors streaking across the night sky, without causing even the slightest ripple.
Over time, the Barren Realm became the most dangerous and mysterious buffer zone between the Northern Cold and Black Earth Immortal Domains.
Barren City stood on the outskirts of the Barren Realm, built by the Hundred Merchants Alliance after spending several centuries of painstaking effort. The entire city was constructed from Ten-Thousand-Year Black Wind Stone, its walls rising a hundred zhang high and covered in countless intricate formation patterns.
At that moment, the massive teleportation array at the city center suddenly shone brightly, waves of spatial ripples spreading outward. When the light gradually faded, a burly figure appeared. He wore a simple black robe and had an ordinary face, but his eyes were as deep