The usually empty, open ground below the Hundred Sky Mountains was filled with countless shops, where shopkeepers loudly offered pills, weapons, armours, and many other artifacts. The area bustled with hundreds of people, each clad in a different style of attire, representing their culture, as if people from every corner of the world had gathered here.
"Woahh!! The rumours about this place weren't the least bit exaggerated," one cultivator murmured, his eyes fixed on the sky as he stared at the floating mountains. "This place truly looks like the heavens have descended upon Vyoman."
"Haha, today, I will become a part of this heaven," the cultivator beside him declared confidently. "I have been preparing for this day for the past five years!"
