The Insect External Incarnation couldn't fool the high-order cultivators of the Lingbao Sect. Protectors had to be at least at the Nascent Soul Stage, so the task of entering the Lingbao Sect could only be entrusted to his main body.
Jia Ren left Yunluo Market and headed straight for the Lingbao Sect.
The Lingbao Sect was shrouded in clouds and mist. The mountain itself was not large, capable of accommodating at most a thousand cultivators. As he approached the Lingbao Sect, he found the area covered in restrictions that prevented flight.
At this moment, a large number of cultivators had already gathered halfway up the mountain. Most of them had brought children, their eyes filled with unconcealed longing as they gazed towards the distant immortal mountain. Besides these sightseers, dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators had gathered on the West Mountain Path, their voices carrying from afar.
