Su Fan shuffled along with the sparse crowd until he reached the city gate, then raised his head to gaze at the stretch of towering blue-gray walls.
There was not even a faint scratch on the surface. The smooth bricks still gleamed with the cold light of years past, showing no sign whatsoever of having been struck by exotic beasts.
He secretly surmised that before the exotic beasts from the Shan Hai Realm arrived, the sect stationed nearby had already packed up and fled.
Those exotic beasts must have charged into the Immortal City as if it were deserted. Not even a single copper rivet on the city gate had been knocked askew. The city defenses had been nothing more than paper props, without leaving behind even a decent trace of slaughter.
Yet even if that sect had abandoned the city and run, at most it could only have taken its own core disciples.
As for the Rogue Cultivators in the city, they probably had not even received a warning.
If the retreat had been any more hurried, perhaps even the sect's low-level disciples would have been abandoned here, becoming fodder for the exotic beasts.
The line dragged along for nearly half an hour before it finally became Su Fan's turn.
He walked to the chipped wooden table before the city gate. Behind it sat a Golden Core Realm cultivator with a waxen face. The man barely raised his eyelids, merely casting Su Fan a sidelong glance.
"Want to settle down in Cangyun Immortal City..."
The man's voice was dry and hoarse, like sandpaper scraping across wood.
When he saw Su Fan nod, the cultivator casually took out a pale-glowing jade talisman and pushed it over.
"This is your Identity Jade Talisman. Drip a drop of Essence Blood onto it..."