Ning Fa nodded and followed Hermit Wuxin forward through the air.
Before long, the two arrived at Kongming Island and flew straight up along the enormous mountain.
Along the way, Ning Fa briefly swept his gaze over the city being built around the mountain.
The main force constructing the city consisted of numerous black Giant Ape Puppets. Most were Second-tier Puppets, and Ning Fa even spotted several Third-Tier Puppets.
Using Third-Tier Puppets to build a city was truly rather extravagant.
Furthermore, many of the primary materials used for the city's construction were spirit ores above the second tier, making Ning Fa silently nod.
Though Fu Ling Hall had suffered a devastating blow, its foundations remained exceedingly deep.
Very soon, the two reached the mountaintop. Fierce winds howled, and countless rays of rosy light shone. The spiritual energy here was so dense it seemed nearly liquefied, while the spirit vein had astonishingly reached upper-grade fourth tier.
At the summit stood a vast, imposing palace, solemn and majestic. Above the entrance hung a plaque bearing three thunderous characters: "Fu Ling Hall."
Beside it lay an enormous plaza, several li wide and long.
At this moment, a tiered platform had already been erected in the plaza, where several hundred cultivators sat in orderly succession.
Among them were over three hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators, sixty Core Formation Cultivators, and six Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Clearly, these people were all disciples of Fu Ling Hall—and far from all of them.
Hermit Wuxin had just told Ning Fa that around fifty Core Formation disciples and several hundred Foundation Establishment disciples were either far away or occupied with relocation matters and unable to rush over.
However, all six remaining Nascent Soul Elders of Fu Ling Hall had come.
Among the several hundred people present, even the Core Formation