Lu Ren looked around, confirming nothing unusual; indeed, he had arrived at an assembly of numerous cave heavens coalesced spontaneously due to certain reasons.
It was akin to wandering into a desolate wilderness, expecting the area to be deserted, only to find that around the bend, there was a large group of people caravanning for a picnic.
This absurd feeling was similar to his life as a wild man in the primitive forest for over ten or twenty years, only to find that just a few steps forward lay the sense of a civilized world.
Lu Ren did not disturb these temporarily resting Celestial Immortals; they were largely unfamiliar with one another, and this path was strewn with occurrences of murder and robbery. Though Lu Ren felt he was navigating safely, he had been isolated for a hundred lonely years.
