Shi Hao and others walked and walked, passing through endless plains with no one in sight. On the third day, they finally saw people.
Not the kind of immortals dressed in flowing white robes, brimming with elegance and charm, but farmers working in the fields.
With a single glance, they immediately realized that these farmers were nothing more than ordinary people. They did have some cultivation but were only at the Breaking the Extreme level, with the stronger ones at most at the Soul Nurturing level. If it weren't for their certainty that this was the Immortal Realm, they would have thought they'd wandered into some rural area of the Mortal Realm.
However, the rice in the fields proclaimed to them that these were indeed products of the Immortal Realm.
Why?
Because the rice was as tall as a person, and the grains were as heavy as corncobs, truly weighing down the stalks.
The energy was extremely abundant, which made the resources here incredibly rich.
