That enormous maw was the entrance to Earth Spirit Hall. Many powerful cultivators entered it, where colossal pillars like tree roots stood within. A majestic air washed over him, and Yang Chen sensed only an incomparably solemn aura.
Upon entering the giant mouth, he found the space vast. The entire environment of Earth Spirit Hall lay plainly before his eyes, with countless branching paths, and Yang Chen truly did not know where to go.
"Daoist Mo, Earth Spirit Hall seems to have many different directions. Where are we going?" Yang Chen asked.
Mo Wen Feng stroked his beard. "In Earth Spirit Hall, different Merit Levels receive different treatment. As for us, naturally we are heading east, where there are more people. See that branch hall over there? That is the place specially designated for low-merit cultivators like us."
Yang Chen nodded. Following Mo Wen Feng's words, he saw that the enormous branch hall to the east indeed held far more people than the other places.
That was where all those with lower merit went.
Just as Yang Chen was following Mo Wen Feng over, waves of discussion suddenly erupted from the crowd.
"Look, it's the Devouring King."
"The Devouring King is here."
"I heard the Devouring King went to the Azure Blue Realm not long ago. That place is exceedingly dangerous, but its spoils are plentiful too. I wonder how much merit the Devouring King can earn from this return."
"The Devouring King seems to have held Rank Seven Merit for a long time already. Upon returning this time, he might even reach Rank Eight Merit."
"Rank Eight Merit? How enviable. We are all in the Heavenly Separation Realm, so why do we lack such strength?"
For a time, everyone was filled with envy, casting reverent gazes in that direction.