The Day of Opening

As time passed, the tens of thousands of cultivators gathered there grew restless. Some had already become active, and the sight of them sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed was nowhere to be seen. The sect cultivators were still well-behaved, merely chatting with people they knew without leaving their assigned areas.

But the Rogue Cultivators and lineage cultivators began wandering about recklessly. Some even set up stalls in open spaces and started hawking things they no longer needed.

For these Old Monsters who had lived three or four hundred years, the bloody slaughter in the Sky Flame Mountain Range naturally held little terror. The battles they had experienced in their lifetimes numbered at least a hundred for every one of them.

In battles between late Core Formation cultivators, unless one side possessed a powerful secret art or magic treasure, it was generally extremely difficult for either to face the danger of death. The only exception was when one person was besieged by several others.

Yet such a situation was exceedingly rare. The moment something seemed amiss, a Core Formation cultivator could naturally flee in advance by relying on his movement techniques.

Among the many Core Formation cultivators, Qin Fengming unexpectedly discovered quite a few Foundation Establishment cultivators. This made him feel much less alone. It turned out that he was not the only Foundation Establishment cultivator planning to enter the Sky Flame Mountain Range.

Although the Sky Flame Mountain Range was fraught with danger, being able to encounter such a place in one's lifetime was already a heaven-defying opportunity. Thus, any minor sect or cultivation lineage with even a little strength would naturally send quite a few Foundation Establishment cultivators in alongside their Core Formation cultivators.

Of course, after entering, they must already have plans for how to reunite with