Very quickly, Qin Ming gathered information from various sources and selected a few teams with good reputations, mainly due to their low mortality rates. He contacted them that day, hoping to enter the mountains sooner.
Outside the Feixian Mountain Remnant Vein, there was a stone fortress entwined with vines, dotted with small purple flowers. The fragrance drifted in the night breeze, and the surroundings were quite pleasant.
Qin Ming noticed that most cultivators coming here were elder figures, with fewer young people present.
The name of this expedition team was quite grand: Class of God.
"What realm are you in?" someone responsible for registration asked from behind a desk in front of the stone fortress.
"Third Realm…" Qin Ming had just begun to speak without specifying whether he was in the mid or late stage when he was interrupted.
"Sorry, our God like Organization's path is too dangerous and might not be suitable for you. You should look for another team."
