We crossed mountain ranges, sailed over seas, and even traversed plains. We encountered quite a few obstructive ghost beasts, but the teams took turns fighting them and dispatched them with ease.
Aside from the ghost beasts, cultivators were exceedingly rare in Purgatory. It seemed they had all gathered near the rift. More than ten thousand cultivators was an astonishing number, encompassing most of Purgatory's territory.
Thus, three days later, we appeared in a vast stretch of deep mountains and primeval forest. The closer we got, the more ghost cultivators we encountered. But after sensing our immense aura, they recognized our identities and gathered around us.
"I never expected Shang Wanqiu not to come in the end. She must have returned to the Ghost Immortal Sect to recuperate after being injured. She certainly had us worried along the way," Sun Chongyang said.
"Mm. Now that she knows our strength, she wouldn't come here recklessly. No one reaches this level of cultivation easily." Yin Ge had grown familiar with all of us over the past few days. Everyone had developed a tacit understanding, and he was no longer as distant as before.
Besides, Zhao the Immortal Official had been fanning the flames at the side. Sun Chongyang and Yin Ge were both utterly enchanted, and before long, they had become friends as well.
As we continued onward, more and more cultivators under Yin Ge gathered around us. Although they were divided into several major factions, their relationships with Yin Ge were well maintained. Several unfamiliar leaders at the Nine-Yang Realm came over one after another to meet us.
Purgatory had many cultivation grounds. After all, immortal qi was everywhere. This forest was an Immortal Spirit Land brimming with immortal qi, and their explanation left us feeling quite intrigued. It turned out that