The planet where Chaos City was located was a vast one, considerably larger than Lingxiao Star. Its scenery was beautiful, with towering mountains, picturesque lakes, gorgeous flowers, and lively birds everywhere. The spiritual energy here was rich, comparable to that of the Sacred Star Domains of the Human Race and Demon Race.
But its greatest feature was the gathering of cultivators from all races. Although there was deep-seated hostility between the races, few cultivators dared to fight here. The rule prohibiting private vendettas in the central region of the Chaos Star Domain had been jointly established by the leaders of all the races, and no one dared challenge their authority.
With the Cultivator Assembly about to begin, cultivators from all over the Cultivation World streamed into Chaos City. Tens of millions of cultivators gathered, their numbers surging like a tide; even the enormous Chaos City could not accommodate so many people. Fortunately, Chaos Star was vast, and many picturesque mountain peaks lay beyond the ancient city. Most cultivators made their homes among the green hills and flowing waters, so finding a place to stay outside the city was relatively easy.
After Ling Tian and Elder Ling discussed it, Wu De led them to a rather fine campsite. Elder Ling raised his right hand, and a flash of white light revealed a sprawling palace complex hundreds of zhang across. It had once been a palace in Lingxiao Pavilion and was a seventh-grade spirit artifact. It was an ideal temporary residence for their group.
Seeing the elegant yet imposing palace complex, Wu De and the others looked envious. Feng Yang in particular praised it lavishly. "I'm so jealous of Lingxiao Pavilion. You can stay in such comfortable palaces even when you're traveling. Most cultivators like us just find a cave and make