In a short time, there were only a few cultivators waiting to form a team and there were the stall cultivators. These cultivators waiting were all higher cultivation level than Ye Mo, so Ye Mo clearly couldn't team up with him.
Seeing Ye Mo frown, a stall keeping golden immortal sighed. "Friend, your power is currently too low. Even if someone takes you on a team, it might not be good for you to go in."
Ye Mo saluted with his fists to that cultivator. "Thank you."
Then, he walked into the mist without hesitation.
Everyone was dazed, they didn't expect this ordinary golden immortal primary stage was this persistent. No one took him on a team so he was going in alone. He already knew the danger and yet he was still going in - did he not fear death?
There were many cultivators who didn't fear death in the immortal realm, but there wasn't a cultivator who knew certain death and still went its way.
