"Step, step, step"
The sound of soles colliding with the bluestone slowly reached the ears of the cultivators who had been drained of their immortal power and were too weak to move.
Some cultivators with slightly higher cultivation struggled to lift their heads and look at the approaching person.
"So, this is City No. 10?"
Chen Jiuge looked at the somewhat desolate street with a sense of melancholy.
"Yes, apart from these cultivators gathered by Zhang He, the remaining caravans, some capable loose cultivators, and ordinary residents who were able, almost all have gone to the nine developed Cities of Exploration ahead." Mu Ling shook his head and said.
The wars between cultivators are much more brutal than those between mortals!
When mortal soldiers lose a battle, at most they are pitifully killed, but it's different for cultivators.
