Several days later.
The gathering place was still bustling and chaos ensued.
It was still filled with plain-dressed mortals and cultivators without a hint of Immortal Qi.
Cluttered mud houses, hanging buildings, shanties of various bizarre architectural styles huddled close together, as if they were hastily stashed together.
Clustered gardens or medicinal fields circled by a thin layer of Spiritual Energy Formation could be seen near the worn-out streets.
Many cultivators were setting up stalls in the heart of the gathering place.
The items on sale were mostly Elixir Pills, Talismans and Charms, Daoism and others, magic artifacts were seldom seen.
The cautious Chen Dengming who slipped quietly into the gathering place had his hands hidden in his sleeves, moved around vigilantly and slowly approached the market.
Nobody came to inspect him.
