Immortal Calamity Suppressing Heavenly Pass, northwest, Rogue Cultivator Camp.
The clamor here still shook the heavens. As far as the eye could see was a sea of people, who had come from every corner of the world, every Heavenly Domain, and every major race.
The sights left Chen Xun and the others dazzled. They had never seen so many living beings of different races gathered in one place, and the order was remarkably well maintained.
After all, the lowest cultivation here was the Nascent Soul Realm. There was not a single fool among them.
From time to time, they could even see Dao Integration True Lords slicing through the sky and vanishing into some corner of the Rogue Cultivator Camp. Their Dao Power was immensely powerful; there were no weaklings among them.
The camp stretched beyond sight. Intelligence was bought and sold, stalls were set up on the spot, auctions were held, and more. Military Court cultivators also maintained order here, so no one dared cause trouble.
"Whoa."
Chen Xun and the others strolled leisurely through the Rogue Cultivator Camp. They even spotted several members of the Nine-Heavens Shadowless Clan. Their bodies were simply too conspicuous, like small mountains.
But there were even larger creatures here. Still, no one knew just how vast this Rogue Cultivator Camp truly was.
Most of them carried Cave-Heaven Blessed Lands with them. The borders of the Immortal Kingdom would not prepare cultivation residences for anyone. This was the front line of the battlefield, steeped in a murderous atmosphere, with both spiritual qi and primordial qi exceptionally violent.
Little Crane's gaze was exceedingly wary and guarded. Her entire body remained taut with extreme tension as she transmitted, "Big Brother, should we find somewhere to rest...?"
"Sure. Let's just find somewhere to sit."
Chen Xun looked