The three men and one beast stepped onto the square. A burst of fluorescent light flashed out as before, but the three Integration stage cultivators and the Ice Sea Beast did not split apart like Qin Fengming and the female cultivator had.
Instead, under the Ice Sea Beast's chilly aura, the three remained huddled together.
What made the three men's expressions turn icy, however, was that the area around them had already been shrouded in seven-colored mist. As far as their eyes could see, they could make out only a few dozen yards around them. The towering statue had also vanished from sight.
Seeing the seven-colored mist swirling all around them, even the three Integration stage cultivators were at a loss for how to proceed.
After carefully distinguishing their surroundings, the three did not linger for long. They exchanged a few words in low voices, then moved toward a certain direction.
After Chu Shixian and the other two left, the seven cultivators led by Wolf Yuan looked at one another. Resolute light flickered in their eyes, and they did not hesitate. Under the protection of the remaining Ice Sea Beast, they too headed toward the square.
All of them possessed steadfast minds. Yunmeng Mountain was renowned far and wide, and since it had such a great reputation, there was naturally a reason for it. Even if this place held some dangers, the opportunities here were undoubtedly far greater.
In the blink of an eye, the square's entrance, where the fighting had raged moments before, suddenly fell silent.
It was not until two months later that the figures of three cultivators plummeted from the sky. After struggling to their feet, the three ignored the pain from crashing onto the stone ground and instead gazed at the towering statue above the mountain