The Tropic Snow town itself was relatively modest in size.
Yet the atmosphere felt unusually tense.
Nearly thirty thousand people lived there according to Daoist Snake Face's earlier reports.
More importantly…
Almost ninety percent of them were cultivators.
Han Yu immediately sensed numerous energy fluctuations throughout the town the moment he approached closer. Core Condensation realm cultivators moved openly through the streets. Qi Refining realm cultivators were practically everywhere.
And hidden among them…
A couple Nascent Soul realm presences lurked quietly.
This was no ordinary frontier settlement.
Tropic Snow Town existed because cultivators gathered here willingly.
The surrounding region contained too many dangers and opportunities.
Rare herbs.
Mutated beasts.
Ancient ruins.
Frozen spirit mines.
Secret black markets.
Everything attracted desperate cultivators seeking fortune.
Han Yu walked calmly toward the gates.
The guards barely glanced at him.
