"Men, send Blacksteel Camp to Sunset Glow Canyon to await my orders."
At the command, Ouyang Meng immediately led Blacksteel Camp toward Sunset Glow Canyon.
In just a few days, several thousand people had gathered around the canyon's outskirts.
At the canyon entrance, two Rogue Cultivators crouched behind a large rock, chewing dry rations as they talked in low voices.
"Did you hear? Someone tried to break through the restriction by force yesterday. The backlash injured three of them."
The speaker was a dark-faced, middle-aged cultivator at the Body Tempering Realm, among the weakest of the gathered crowd.
"Serves them right."
The young Rogue Cultivator beside him spat the words out.
"That cave dwelling's restriction was laid down by a Profound Connection Realm expert at the very least. And those Blood Condensation Realm brutes thought they could barge through?"
The middle-aged cultivator sighed and glanced deeper into the canyon.
The outline of a stone gate was faintly visible there. A thin veil of spiritual light shrouded it, rippling without cease beneath the sun.
"Old Zhou, do you think there's really that much good stuff inside?"
"Imagine fighting until heads roll, only to open it and find an empty shell."
They were risking their lives for this. If there was nothing inside, it would be the joke of the century.
"Even an empty shell would be worth it."
Old Zhou swallowed the last bite of his rations, his gaze heavy.
"Even if there are only cultivation techniques that Profound Connection Realm experts wouldn't look twice at, they'd be enough to sustain Rogue Cultivators like us for life."
The young Rogue Cultivator fell silent.
For Rogue Cultivators like them, even someone else's cold leftovers were a delicacy beyond their reach.
More and more cultivators poured into the canyon, gradually forming several distinct