Several more months passed.
A surging tide of Five-Colored Spiritual Qi rolled in. Guided by this force, the Ten Thousand Witches Hall successfully broke through the boundary, descending upon the Ten Thousand Flames Plateau in the Inference Realm.
Large groups of cultivators, who had long been waiting, revealed themselves. They transformed into streaks of light and flew one after another toward the Ten Thousand Witches Hall, high up in the sky.
As for the cultivators with lower cultivation, who were unable to withstand the risks, they too were unwilling to miss this opportunity.
They boarded Flying Ships to explore the periphery of the Ten Thousand Witches Hall, hoping to find some rare Spirit Medicines.
At the same time, the various factions of the Southern Barbarian region also began to make their move.
Lü Zhong was, of course, among them.
He was currently floating in mid-air, his gaze fixed on the distant Ten Thousand Witches Hall.
