Leaving aside whether other cultivators knew that this was the emergence of the grounds of an Immortal who had mastered a supreme divine ability in the Primordial Era.
The Immortal Daoist Grounds alone were enough to draw the attention of many cultivators.
White clouds hung in the blue sky, where a golden-red dawn glow faintly refracted through the gray-blue heavens.
The wilderness beneath the vault of heaven was bathed in a hazy, gorgeous sheen.
Several wild wolves were lowering their heads and tearing into their prey in the wilderness.
Space slowly rippled.
In an instant, as spatial ripples spread outward, the wolves had yet to notice anything before they were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.
A figure stepped out of space.
The Dao resonance around him was restrained to the utmost degree. Even his gaze was as calm as ice, revealing not the slightest emotion.
This place had originally been a corner of the Heavenly Sun Earth Continent. But ever since the Heavenly Sun Cultivation Path had ceased to dominate the cultivation world, and the continent had merged into the Nine Heavens, many cultivators had chosen to leave the Heavenly Sun Earth Continent and travel elsewhere to see other cultivators.
There had once been a small cultivation sect stationed here, but because of the changes to the Earth Continent, it had chosen another location to establish its mountain gate.
This was also a common occurrence. Even small sects were, in essence, mostly gatherings of Rogue Cultivators. It was like a master leading his disciples elsewhere. Though it was called traveling, it was ultimately nothing more than seeking a better place to cultivate and better cultivation resources.
The middle-aged cultivator who had emerged from space had an utterly ordinary face, the sort one would glimpse in a