“Come on, let’s go.” Su Yi stepped into the air and headed toward Mulberry Cloud Ridge. Ye Xun followed him.

From time to time, streaks of light swept by. They were flying cultivators of all ages, including both men and women.

Most were in groups of three to five, and they were obviously from different factions.

There was the odd cultivator traveling on their own, but there weren’t many of them.

Just like Su Yi and Ye Xun, they were headed toward Mulberry Cloud Ridge.

Ye Xun couldn’t help but look a bit concerned. Don’t tell me something happened in Mulberry Cloud Ridge?

But if nothing happened, what drew so many cultivators there?

Shortly afterward.

A massive valley entered their field of view.

The mountains were like a natural gate. They were so tall that they pierced the clouds.

Misty light hovered around the entrance to the valley. Formless spatial ripples spread across it.

The skies above the valley were enshrouded in clouds so dark and dense that they blotted out the sun.

“Brother-in-Law, that’s the entrance to Glittering Ghost Domain. Strange spatial power is interspersed throughout the ridge. Thirty thousand years ago, there was no way to enter without...