Restlessness

Lu Ren fell silent. He had noticed this as well, but he had not dared draw a conclusion. After all, over the course of the day, he had circled the entire City of Phantoms. There were no fewer than a hundred thousand residents living within it. If all of them had entered at the Heavenly Immortal level, then for such a terrifying number to accumulate, an exceedingly long span of time must have passed.

More than a hundred thousand Heavenly Immortals had been trapped within the City of Phantoms and transformed into one entity. Without casting a wide net, how could they have gathered so many?

Those hundred thousand-plus Heavenly Immortals alone could reduce even a massive Virgo galaxy in the present world to nothing in an instant.

If those hundred thousand Heavenly Immortals formed a battle array, even a Golden Immortal would likely have to avoid their edge.

The sheer number exceeded Lu Ren's imagination.

Lu Ren felt somewhat heavy-hearted. He glanced at the system, and only when he saw no notification of contamination by the City of Phantoms did his furrowed brow ease slightly.

He could already guess that Chen Huan had definitely been used as a pawn. What he had obtained was likely not the true body of the City of Phantoms, but rather a Descendant Gourd similar to the wine gourd in Huang Gong's possession, which was being scattered everywhere at a frantic pace.

It was a typical case of casting a couple of lines whether there were fish or not. Otherwise, they could never have gathered so many Heavenly Immortals.

This City of Phantoms had likely existed since the ancient era. Chen Huan had previously said that the City of Phantoms had leaked out from the Netherworld Great Realm, and Lu Ren strongly suspected that