For the next few days, Yuan Ji, Hua Wuwu and Hua Baiyue could see thousands of cultivators that were making their way to the Celestial Orthodox Sect.
In the skies above, there were also the daily sights of hundreds of cultivators that were on their flying mounts as they flew above them.
Yuan Ji knew that the cultivators that were on the flying mounts were all either high level cultivators or rich cultivators that could afford a flying mount.
The Desolate Celestial Fraternity was a vast divine realm. Some of the cultivators were from the faraway celestial clans and they could only reach the Holy Maiden Peaks on time if they had a flying mounts.
After all, all the seven major orthodox clans owned hundreds of miles of mountainous territories and were situated quite faraway from one another. Even though they had three months to prepare for the upcoming sacred maiden ceremony but it was just too far for many of the celestial clans to reach on time.
