The middle-aged man stayed until the cultivators vanished into the barrier's opening before turning around and leaving. After all, he was not from this domain. He was not as maniacal and passionate as the other cultivators. There were two more days to go; it was useless for him to stay here.
On the other hand, the cultivators who were here to watch the show and admire the elites did not leave even if they could not see or listen to the patriarch's preaching.
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After passing through the barrier, the cultivators walked up the mountain as promised. They were not exhausted and chatted merrily among themselves as they enjoyed the scenery.
In terms of height or steepness, Golden Court Mountain was a far cry from the Three Sects. However, Golden Court Mountain did not have many disciples. It was not as huge as the Three Sects that had tens of thousands of disciples. A single mountain was enough to strike fearful respect into the cultivators' hearts.
