To a Cultivator, Celestial Beam Mountain wasn't large.
But to mortals, the mountain was truly majestic and imposing. This was to be expected. After all, it was the sacred ground where the Emperors of the Mortal World performed their rites; it couldn't just be some common hill.
FLUTTER—
The Little Chick flapped its wings and landed on Chen Che's shoulder, lowering its head to chirp a few words to him.
"News?"
Xiao Chan asked.
Chen Che turned his head.
"Yes. A few Golden Core Cultivators from the Yu Clan have come to help bolster our presence. They were all traveling abroad, so they're posing as business partners to welcome us back. They'll arrive in an hour at the most."
"The Yu Clan."
Xiao Chan frowned, muttering the name to himself before suddenly remembering something.
"I remember, don't they also have several hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators? Isn't that too large of a display? How are so many people going to get here?"
