Cold Mountain Cave-Heaven and Mistveil Cave-Heaven had always been two cultivation powers that could not stand the sight of each other.
Tracing things back to the roots of when their sects had been founded, the two Ancestors had once come from the same school. Yet for some unknown reason, they had later turned against each other and become sworn enemies.
Even the cultivation arts and divine abilities of the two sides were mutually opposed and repelled one another.
Their visualization diagrams were likewise locked in a needle-against-awl confrontation.
This atmosphere had spread from top to bottom, extending even to newly initiated disciples.
Calling them hereditary enemies would not have been an exaggeration.
Now, the two sides had gathered here once again because of this treasure opportunity.
Some cultivators who had heard of the past entanglements between these two Grotto-Heavens had already prepared to rub oil on their soles and flee this Immortal City at the first sign of trouble.
After all, that streak of snow-white light had been so eye-catching that the entire Immortal City seemed to reflect the radiance of daylight.
"That is Mistveil Cave-Heaven's round-light artifact. It seems they are determined to obtain it as well."
"No great cultivators are in sight. It seems the sect has held back their reinforcements."
The disciples of both sides did not need to meet at close range. With a single glance, they understood why there were no great cultivators around the other side, and the same thought flashed through their minds.
Seeing the cultivators of both Grotto-Heavens appear—
Over at the Treasure Workshop—
A trace of delight could not help but spill across the workshop master's face.
"Good! They have come at just the right time. If the disciples of both Grotto-Heavens all die here, and that Divine Path treasure remains