All Enemies Are Useless (1)

In the Heavenly Immortal City of the Eastern district, the Spirit Race's territory was located in a medium-grade Level 9 spirit vein. Dense spiritual energy formed a large area of spiritual mist that enveloped the entire mountain range. Spiritual spring water formed a waterfall in the cave abodes where many clansmen lived. There was even ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk continuously condensing in the depths of the mountain range.

Even ordinary cultivators with ordinary spiritual roots could easily cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm in such a cultivation paradise.

Clang!

Suddenly, a distant bell rang. Rays of light soared into the sky from different cave abodes. In the blink of an eye, they flew in front of the palace on the highest mountain. Within the palace hall, as dozens of Tribulation Transcendence and Mahayana Realm cultivators sat down,