The crowd was briefly delayed, but then they all flew excitedly away from the cluster of buildings.
However, just as they rushed out of the vast valley, a mighty force of obstruction surged before them. Its aura roiled, blocking their path.
It was the power of a restriction—deep and formidable.
"Fellow Daoists, if you wish to enter the passage, you will need to wait for a while. Opening the passage comes at an enormous cost, so it can only be opened once every six months. You may go to that valley and wait. There are guest rooms, food, and wine there. The passage will be accessible in two months."
Just as everyone stopped, a figure appeared atop a nearby mountain peak. His voice rang out and reached the ears of the crowd.
They turned around and indeed saw quite a few cultivators gathered in another valley not far away.
Once they had arrived here, even Mahayana cultivators had to follow the other party's arrangements. Thus, no one said a word. They all turned and flew toward that valley.
This valley had no restriction guarding it. It had clearly been renovated by human hands, and towering halls had been built throughout the broad valley. Compared with the buildings containing the Teleportation Array, this place was far grander and more exquisite.
Judging from the weathered marks on the halls, they had stood here for quite some time.
Looking at the plaques above the halls, it was obvious that this place had become a Marketplace. Signs bearing various names hung everywhere, while cultivators streamed in and out, making it exceptionally lively.
"Welcome, Fellow Daoists, to the Marketplace jointly operated by our three sects. Here, you can find precious items unavailable in other Marketplaces. We also have some necessities for the Chaos Realm, as