Layered Mountains Continent—three years passed in a blur, and the winds grew ever more tumultuous.
On this day, someone arrived from overseas and set foot upon Layered Mountains Continent. The cultivators who noticed were not surprised. Ever since Jiang Chen had slain the Divine Lord Weilie with a single sword strike, Layered Mountains Continent's fame had thoroughly spread. Coupled with the revival of spiritual energies here in recent years and the increasingly favorable environment, it naturally drew the attention of many.
Furthermore, with Mountain-Chasing Dao's policy of expansion, many cultivators—especially minor factions and Rogue Cultivators—chose to develop themselves in Layered Mountains Continent, hoping to put down roots here. As time passed, Layered Mountains Continent unexpectedly gained the name of a sacred land.
According to rumors from the outside world, anyone, regardless of background, could rely on their own efforts to establish spiritual lands here. Resources of every kind were plentiful; even Rogue Cultivators could lay a Dao foundation and open a Purple Mansion.
Of course, this was indeed true to a certain extent—at least for the present. Mountain-Chasing Dao, the overlord of Layered Mountains Continent, had not cut off the path of advancement for ordinary cultivators. So long as one dared to strive and possessed a measure of luck, it was truly possible to soar into the heavens in a single bound.
Yet where there was light, there was darkness. As Layered Mountains Continent's reputation spread, more and more cultivators came drawn by its name, and competition upon the continent grew increasingly fierce.
To fight for spiritual lands, to scramble for every kind of opportunity, Layered Mountains Continent had now become a scene of savage growth. At every moment, cultivators battled and slaughtered one another. Beneath that seemingly fertile spiritual soil, who knew how many withered bones lay buried.
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