That day at noon, Jiuye Square, on the edge of the Barbaric Wilderness, was bustling with people.
Suddenly, a group of cultivators riding enormous humpbacked rays appeared on the distant horizon.
When these cultivators arrived at the Jiuye Square docks, the entire dock immediately fell much quieter.
Among them, one cultivator was particularly eye-catching. He stood in the very center of the group, seemingly guarded by the others.
He was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator with a fair complexion and resolute features, clad in a crimson robe in the style of a Daoist.
But onlookers would not mistake him for an ordinary Daoist, for several Spirit Beasts were embroidered on his robe. As he walked, these creatures seemed to come alive, shaking their heads and wagging their tails with a ferocious air.
Following him was a group of cultivators in varied attire. Their clothing was a motley collection, yet it all exuded an air of uninhibited freedom.
