At the Yunlun Mountain Range, the inner area.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Three streams of light flew through the air and disappeared into the mist and clouds in the blink of an eye.
"Another person has passed by."
The cultivators below looked up and lamented, "How many people of Master (stage) have been attracted by the fire-type origin stone? These people are all suffocating. Now that the origin stone has appeared, they don't even suppress their cultivation realms anymore."
"Yes, in just half a day, we have seen no less than 200 Master (stage) cultivators. Who knows how many more people have broken through in other places?"
"Let's look for the cloud beads. Such a treasure isn't something we can get our hands on. Let alone if we can get it or not and if we really get it, who will be able to keep it?"
"That's true..."