Daytime.
The sky remained dull.
Once Pang Jian stepped out, he saw a damp, moisture-filled swamp right in front of him.
He then looked to the left.
That direction would take him to the lodgings arranged by Fan Liang for him, where many individual cultivators gathered, and it was also a stronghold set up by the Dark Ghosts in the Cloud Marsh.
He looked to the right.
This path led deeper into the Cloud Marsh, where many ferocious beasts such as the Single-horned Rhinoceros and the Black and White King Python roamed.
After hesitating for a moment, he didn't choose to go towards the crowded area but went alone to the right.
Jungles, swamps, poisonous miasmas, ferocious and spirit beasts—these were the environments he was accustomed to.
...
At another location.
Rickety wooden huts were scattered sporadically.
Dozens of cultivators of varying realms gathered in small groups, discussing the ferocious beasts within the Cloud Marsh.
