On the barren planetary surface, light flickered, and bright, pale-blue formations spread across the ground.
As they traced their winding paths, mud, dust, sand, and stones flew into the air across the planet's surface.
Whoosh~
The hurricane swept the mud, dust, sand, and stones aside.
When the wind and dust finally settled, several hundred Demonic Cultivators in neat black uniforms stood in orderly ranks behind a woman in a purple dress. Their powerful auras intertwined, and every one of them was at least at the Nascent Soul Realm.
As for the woman in the purple palace dress at their head, she had reached the Void Return Realm.
She was Li Wan, one of the people in charge of this Star Domain base.
The several hundred people stood silently, not daring to make a single unnecessary move. They simply watched the small Starship slowly descend.
Li Wan couldn't help feeling a little bitter.
The Star Domain Guardian...
She'd never met anyone that important in all her years of cultivation.
She'd even come all the way out to the Starry Sky to cultivate Artificial Souls, taking the route of small profits and high turnover.
How could she be so unlucky?!
In truth, cultivating Artificial Souls wasn't as simple as outsiders imagined.
Never mind the failure rate.
The higher the realm of an Artificial Soul, the more stringent the requirements. Artificial Souls above the Golden Core grade could only be cultivated on the Central Continent.
So despite their numbers here, the highest-grade Artificial Souls were only Golden Core.
At best, they could be used to refine low- or middle-grade magical artifacts, or as auxiliary souls and the like.
The profits were only so-so.
While she was lamenting inwardly, the small Starship finally landed on the surface.
Two figures stepped out of the open