"The Ninth Heavenly Gate!"
The female cultivator said earnestly, "A gate opens here once every day."
"Once it opens, the first living being to step through it will definitely ascend to the Immortal World and become an immortal."
Wang Quan was stunned. "That's how you become an immortal?"
"That's not what I imagined!"
Pfft!
The female cultivator laughed. "Becoming an immortal through the gate is an unorthodox route."
"Normal cultivators cultivate step by step until they become immortals."
Wang Quan blinked. "Is the unorthodox route any good?"
The female cultivator looked bewildered. "I don't know either."
"Some say it's good, and some say it isn't."
"You don't need to think so much about it. You're only a Golden Core Cultivator, still a long way from becoming an immortal. Why worry about all that?"
Wang Quan nodded.
At that moment, the female cultivator pointed below and said, "Let's land in front of the army outside. That army belongs to the All-Under-Heaven Dao Court."
"When the two sides clash in a little while, pick an opponent and unleash your divine ability. Let's see how powerful it is."
Wang Quan nodded, then lowered his cloud and descended.
On the ground, tents stretched for dozens of miles:
Some tents floated in the air, some were pitched dutifully on the ground, and others were carried by spirit monsters and great demons.
Black smoke, white smoke, immortal qi, and demonic qi roiled.
The entire camp looked chaotic.
Outside the camp stood a contingent of troops that looked even more chaotic.
Some rode wolves, insects, tigers, leopards, rabbits, and foxes as mounts; others rode magic treasures, palanquins, ghosts and gods, and twisted evils.
They pointed at the city ahead, provoking it without pause.
The city before them covered several hundred miles.
Its towering walls were inlaid with