Nine Serenities Island.
Tens of thousands of Nine Serenities Sect cultivators had gathered in the plaza before an ancient, pitch-black hall. Every last one was a demonic cultivator who had slaughtered people like scything down hemp. At a glance, there was not a single decent soul among them.
At the center of the plaza stood an enormous gateway, a huge, shapeless gate piled together from countless severed limbs, organs, and mashed flesh.
Countless pupil-less eyeballs and twitching fingers studded its surface. It slowly breathed and swelled like a living creature, utterly horrifying.
Zhang Yuan and Xiao Yuanjun were teleported to a corner of the plaza. The Flesh Gate looked very familiar to them.
Like the gate Lu Qingwu had created, it was composed of cultivators of the form refinement, spirit transformation path. Compared with Lu Qingwu's hastily assembled version, however, this Flesh Gate was clearly much larger and more stable.
Who knew how many cultivators of the form refinement, spirit transformation path the Nine Serenities Sect had sacrificed to create a Flesh Gate like this?
Zhang Yuan could not help frowning.
Judging by this gate, even after they had arrived in the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm, the Nine Serenities Sect had not given up on entering the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm. They were still spreading that so-called form refinement, spirit transformation path, too.
From the sheer scale of the gate, at least ten cities with populations of a million must have fallen in the Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm.
"No Immortal Lords, and no Great Immortal Lords either."
Zhang Yuan did not dare fully unleash his Celestial Person perception. He only surveyed his surroundings with his Celestial Person eyesight.
There were plenty of demonic cultivators around, but their cultivation was mostly unremarkable. Most were at qi refining or the foundation establishment