After putting the sword Art manual into his storage space, the group continued to move forward slowly.
Unlike the foreign cultivators who were fighting for their lives with the monsters, the Holy Dragon City cultivators guarding Tang Zhen faintly felt that this mountain peak and wild building were their own territory.
If they wanted to enter, they had to pay a fee to the Holy Dragon City. What was the difference between this and their own territory?
Tang Zhen merely smiled without saying anything after seeing their expressions.
From time to time, monsters would rush up to them along the way, but they were all dealt with by the cultivators. The cooperation between them was as smooth as flowing water.
The dozens of cultivators following Tang Zhen were a group of people who had just returned to rest from the alternate plane's passageway. They were temporarily transferred here.
