Dare to Fight Alone?

After entering the mountain range, the wide official road became bustling with activity. Pedestrians came and went, creating an indescribable liveliness.

Although they hadn’t yet left the mountain range and entered Qingzhou, the number of people here could easily form a small town.

It was fortunate that the road was spacious enough; otherwise, it would have been filled with divine radiance.

In the afternoon, Zhang Wen and the others became much quieter, occasionally casting envious glances at the young cultivators passing by with extraordinary bearing.

Even Ye Bai couldn’t help but wear a solemn expression. Among these passersby, the majority were cultivators, and what was more important was that most of these cultivators, like them, were led by a master with several disciples, all heading towards Qingzhou.

What made their joking thoughts gradually turn serious was the fact that these disciples’ cultivation levels were generally not weak.