The outline of the Scattered Cultivator City gradually became clearer at the edge of his vision.
Three blazing suns hung high in the sky, gold, silver, and crimson rays intertwining and scattering, dyeing the massive city standing on the wasteland a strange dark gold.
The city walls were built from rough gray stones, about ten zhang high, and were densely carved with defensive runes.
The rune light was chaotic and chaotic—some bright, some dim—clearly crafted by different cultivators, each with distinct styles and no unified pattern.
This is unimaginable in the strictly organized cities of the Divine Clan, but the Rogue Cultivator City is like this—no rules, no order. Everyone has their own runes, each person has their own formation, and no one can control anyone else.
The city gates were wide open, with no guards or checks, so anyone could come and go freely at any time.
Venerable Chiyan and Venerable Hanyuan landed in front of the city gate, restraining their Golden Immortal aura and suppressing their cultivation to around the ninth rank of the True Immortal Realm.
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