Dawn glimmered faintly.
A muted streak of light flashed across the horizon.
But soon, the streak abruptly stopped above a stretch of hills and ravines, and a figure whose face could not be discerned quietly stepped out of it.
The newcomer was Wang Ba.
He stood in midair, sweeping his Divine Sense over his surroundings, and could not help frowning.
"An Air-Sealing Talisman?"
The airspace before him had actually been sealed off with an Air-Sealing Talisman.
If he wanted to cross this airspace, he would either have to force his way through or take a detour.
"Who on earth would dare use an Air-Sealing Talisman so carelessly?"
Although Air-Sealing Talismans were remarkably effective, using one on one's own territory was one thing. Using one outside could easily provoke cultivators who happened to pass by.
It would be fine if they were easygoing, but someone with a fiery temper might attack outright.
Thus, unless the situation was urgent or they were supremely confident, few dared deploy Air-Sealing Talismans in the wilderness.
Of course, Air-Sealing Talismans were expensive, and ordinary rogue cultivators could not bear to buy them.
At this thought, Wang Ba looked down, then could not help frowning slightly.
Below him.
Mountains and ravines rose and fell.
Nestled in the valley were houses, some cramped and crude, others exquisite and grand.
It was actually quite similar to the rogue cultivator settlement where Wang Ba lived.
"Another rogue cultivator settlement?"
Wang Ba immediately understood.
He swept his gaze over it.
Before these houses, rogue cultivators of varying strengths wore humiliated expressions as they glared angrily at a group ahead.
This group was aggressive, their presences far more powerful than those of the rogue cultivators.
Their leader was a round-faced, middle-aged cultivator whose presence had reached Foundation Establishment Late Stage, dressed in