According to what Ling Longtian knew, these floating towers of the Desolate Clan were all built from small stars and continental fragments. At the very least, they were one-tenth the size of continents like the Cloud Spirit Continent and Tianxuan Continent—so vast as to defy imagination, utterly incomparable to restrictions like those of the Lesser Celestial Realm.()
Just as Wei Suo's group resolved that they had to intercept Heavenly Nine Divine Monarch and the others at all costs and set out toward that colossal mountain range, another group of cultivators had gathered in another part of the Luoju Desolate Plains.
Most of these cultivators were seated cross-legged on the ground, medicinal vapors billowing above their heads. They seemed to be relying on spiritual pills to restore their severely depleted True Essence.
There were more than forty cultivators in this group. More than thirty of them were Golden Core cultivators dressed in identical blue robes, while the five at the head of the group were all Divine Profound cultivators with Divine Profound auras rippling around them.
The white-robed cultivator with the highest cultivation and most powerful aura was dressed as a middle-aged scholar. If Wei Suo could have seen his face at that moment, he would certainly have been greatly shocked, because faint indigo-blue runes flowed across the skin of his face, making him look extremely similar to the mysterious Great Power possessed by the Four-armed Desolate Clan Great Power.
At that moment, this white-robed Great Power dressed as a middle-aged scholar was staring expressionlessly ahead.
Before him stretched a flight of steps built from peculiar dark-blue jade.
The steps were astonishingly broad. Every step was as high as an ordinary person, and each was forty or fifty zhang long. More than a dozen steps above, they disappeared into layers of