These merchant associations were also something they were seeing for the first time. After all, they had usually only encountered them in the mortal Earth Realm before.
But now, because there were simply too many cultivators, all manner of organizations built around commissions—merchant associations, auction houses, and the like—had developed as well.
How could it be like the Primordial Era, when the major sects were basically all familiar faces, and whenever they needed something, there were cultivator intermediaries to handle it?
Yet none of them had expanded to such a massive scale, because there had been no need.
Floating Light was a service included as a bonus among the magical treasures and cultivation resources promoted by these merchant associations.
However, the several higher-ranking blue-robed cultivators understood it almost immediately upon getting their hands on it.
The free things were the most expensive.
Though they understood this principle in their hearts, not one of them put down the Floating Light in their hands.
At that moment, they also saw the words posted by that unnamed cultivator above.
Their eyes immediately filled with disbelief.
"How could this be possible? Is it true?"
The one who spoke could not believe it. If those Immortals were all still alive...
Then the powerful figures of their Immortal Sect, wouldn't they...
"No."
Several Elders had seen the message as well.
They were blue-robed cultivators of even higher status. Their auras were exceedingly complex, at once profound and mysterious, yet also heavy and solemn.
It was as though the auras of countless people had been mixed together, making them particularly strange.
The blue-robed cultivator who had spoken said slowly, "In pursuit of Transcendence, our sect's forebears sought to have the entire sect ascend."
"But when the Great Tribulation arrived, they had already departed. Only the Grotto-Heavens and