The cultivators holding Immortal Invitation Edicts had already gathered in the square, six or seven hundred strong. Even the weakest were at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, while Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators made up more than half.
In a corner of the square, several figures mingled with the crowd.
"Young Master Sheng, you made such a spectacle of winning a place at the Eastern Sea Immortal Arena this time that you've probably attracted considerable attention. We hardly dare stand beside you anymore."
One of them said, "Otherwise, with so many Righteous Path cultivators gathered here, if our identities were exposed, we couldn't escape even with wings."
For Seeking Immortals, Chivalrous Heroes Island had sent most of its Immortal Invitation Edicts to sects throughout the Mortal World's cultivation world.
Naturally, the Demon Ruins also had ways to obtain some.
Their people had simply concealed their figures and appearances for the moment.
It was said that the Asura Path's Dao Child and people from the Yellow Springs Way had also come to the Eastern Sea.
But there was one exception here: Sheng Nian.
He had not disguised his face at all. Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at the speaker.
He chuckled faintly. "Since you don't dare stand beside me, why haven't you gotten the hell away?"
The man choked, furious. He had never expected Sheng Nian to speak with such utter disregard for his dignity.
The Seed Demon Way really was a pack of mentally unbalanced lunatics.
Just then, Island Lord Fang Yu spoke. "Hehe, fellow cultivators, today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. All who have traveled far are our guests."
"With Seeking Immortals about to begin, our Chivalrous Heroes Island has prepared a humble bowl of porridge as a small token