"And that's precisely why they stayed outside."
As he spoke, seven more cultivators arrived one by one from nearby.
Two of them rushed headlong into the white mist, but the remaining five all chose to stop outside.
First, they announced their affiliations and inquired about the situation. Then, they each backed away slightly, deliberately maintaining a safe distance from one another.
For Golden Core Cultivators, a distance of over a thousand zhang—more than six li—was enough to put everyone at ease.
By now, Xiao Chen had also come to understand.
'As expected, cautious cultivators were the majority. *This* was the cultivation world he knew.'
The two cultivators from before had been so bold most likely because this was the Sea of Space. The people who usually roamed these parts were no pushovers, which was why they dared to take the risk.
By now, all the cultivators active in the vicinity had gathered.
