The cultivators of the [Western Extremity] Lineage had initially been all smiles.
Then, in the next instant, they received a message from Stone City:
[All cultivators at Foundation Establishment or above, proceed immediately to waypoint XX.YY.]
[Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!]
The message was simple, but its killing intent was biting.
"Trying to put us in our place the moment we arrive?"
"Threatening us? Killed without mercy?"
"Heh, we've already fulfilled the summons. If they want to kill us, they'll need the ability to do it."
A cultivator slapped his head, and a primordial spirit emerged from behind it.
The primordial spirit howled, turning into a gale that swept through Stone City: it blew through streets and alleys, past eaves and corners, through underground passages, and even into the earth, fire, wind, and water beneath the ground.
"There are no Primordial Spirit Dharma Form Cultivators, not even Purple Mansion or Golden Core Cultivators."
"The strongest people in this city-are only Foundation Establishment Cultivators."
With a rush, the gale swept back and spun above a Primordial Spirit Cultivator's head like a tornado.
Hearing this, the other cultivators' frozen smiles instantly came alive again.
One cultivator shook his body. His back split open, and a spider that looked as though it had been forged from metal crawled out.
At first, the spider was only the size of an ordinary person, but within a breath, it grew to a thousand feet.
This was the dharma form of a Dharma Form Cultivator-a realm above Primordial Spirit.
Whoosh!
The thousand-foot spider rose into the air and circled overhead.
Shortly afterward, more primordial spirits transformed into earth, fire, wind, water, lightning, smoke, and other things, rising and circling in the air.
Some dharma forms also emerged and took flight, weaving freely among these