In the temple's teleportation plaza, more than a dozen teleportation arrays flashed day and night without pause, with martial artists arriving or departing from time to time.
Although teleporting to the temple cost a great deal of gold crystal, martial artists still came in an endless stream.
Once they reached the heavenly human realm, no martial artist could resist coming to the temple. Only here could they purchase all the spiritual materials, pills, weapons, cultivation methods, and martial techniques they needed.
Now that more and more people were reaching the heavenly human realm, even more martial artists gathered here. The place bustled with activity, more than ten times as lively as when Fang Mo had first arrived.
Two figures stood outside the teleportation plaza. One was a young Daoist with a serene bearing; the other was a composed, reserved young man carrying a greatsword on his back. Both were very young, which drew quite a few glances.
Both of them radiated the aura of Xiantian Martial Artists. The young Daoist in particular looked no older than his early twenties, yet he was already in the late Pre-Heaven Realm.
The young man carrying the sword had also reached the middle Pre-Heaven Realm. His aura was steady and his qi flowed deep and long, suggesting considerable strength as well.
These two were none other than Feng Xuyang and Mu Yan. Their eyes kept sweeping over the dozen or so teleportation gates, as though searching for someone.
Just then, light flickered from one of the teleportation gates, and two figures appeared outside it.
They were Mu Yunlan and Gu Liangyunzong.
Feng Xuyang's and Mu Yan's eyes immediately lit up, and they hurried forward to greet them.
"Grandmaster!"
"Grandpa!"
"You're here!"
The two went forward excitedly. Feng Xuyang was especially happy; he had not