Three days later.
Mirror Snow Pavilion's dharma vessel slowly docked.
The cultivators aboard the vessel poked their heads out one after another, every face alight with excitement.
After more than half a month, they had finally arrived at their destination—the holy land of rogue cultivators, Azure Sea Immortal City.
A towering, majestic giant city steadily expanded within everyone's field of vision.
Even the surrounding mountains and rivers, compared to that colossal city, seemed like little dirt mounds.
Azure Sea Immortal City covered tens of thousands of mu and sat atop a large, upper-grade Tier 3 Spirit Vein.
Yet not everyone could enjoy the spiritual qi supplied by an upper-grade Tier 3 Spirit Vein. Only a small number of high-ranking cultivators residing in the city center were qualified to partake of it.
A Tier 3 Spirit Vein was practically the exclusive privilege of Golden Core Ancestors and False Core True Persons.
Aside from that, there were also several branches of Tier 1 and Tier 2 Spirit Veins within the city.
The entire Azure Sea Immortal City was shrouded beneath a Third-Grade Grand Array, radiating hazy blue ripples of light.
Clouds and mist coiled around it, immortal aura vast and surging.
"Finally, I'm back!"
"I was suffocating to death down in the hold. I was practically starting to stink!"
"I'm definitely going to Azure Sea Immortal City's biggest Red Dust Pavilion and properly vent all this pent-up frustration."
"I swear I'll never go to the Cloud Marsh Great Wilderness again. That place is fucking daylight robbery."
Countless cultivators aboard the dharma vessel turned into streaks of light, mounting their flying artifacts and rushing impatiently toward the Immortal City.
Qin Ming came to the deck and stood with his hands behind his back, quietly gazing at the city below.
A moment later.