The illusory form of Little Missy led the unconscious Wang Baole into the depths of the crater.
The mist was thinner here, and unable to conceal the full sight before them.
It was a vast, round cavern that stretched for thousands of yards. Unless one was perched atop an elevated spot, try as they might, they wouldn't be able to see the end of the cavern.
What was visible within the expansive cavern was the thousands of figures on the ground, laid out in circles, kneeling forward in a bow. They didn't move a single inch. Their attires were different from those of people on Earth and clearly from a more ancient time. If there had been a specialist from the Federation well versed in the study of the ancient green-bronze sword, he would immediately recognize them to be… ancient sword cultivators!
