C999 Yanyun (1/2)

The area away from the tribulation was like a small city.

Even before Zhan Tianming and the rest got off the flying boat, they could already feel the large amount of Fire Attribute's spirit energy in the air.

This place was definitely a good place for Fire Attribute cultivators to cultivate.

However, at the level of Zhan Tianming and the others, it was already impossible for them to have any growth or breakthroughs in their cultivation in a short period of time, and Soaring Dragon Abyss was also definitely not able to provide a person with any long-term training. This place would only open up during Eight Realms Battle.

”This place should be enough for ten thousand people, right?” Zhan Tianming asked suspiciously.

”That's right. There are a total of 9,999 houses here, which corresponds to the number of houses in the fire.” The Lo Di answered Zhan Tianming's question for him, ”Little Friend Ming should be wondering if it would be too wasteful for such a vast place to let only a few people live inside.”

Zhan Tianming laughed and nodded lightly.

The Lo Di laughed as he explained, ”Hahaha, the truth is, the ones who represent Southern Region to participate in the Eight Realms Battle are not just the few of you.”

”Hmm?” Zhan Tianming was slightly startled.

Dongfang Yuechu, Zhao Haifeng, Murong Taibao, and Guo Jiale were also slightly suspicious.

On the other hand, Nangong Ao did not seem to be surprised, as if he had already known about this.

Taking the expressions of several people into his eyes, the Lo Di continued to explain, ”Our Southern Region have several great powers, and we have a total of ten spots. Other than that, our Imperial Alliance will give out places to a few young talents from the eight great regions, and these places are not fixed in each region.

”So that's how it is.” Zhan Tianming nodded slightly.

Scanning with his eyes, Zhan Tianming estimated that there were probably not many spots for Southern Region this year.

After all, so far, apart from his own group, no other cultivators seemed to have taken up residence in the area.

”Alright, everyone please choose your rooms. There are still a few days until Eight Realms Battle.” Li Hentian said casually, and looked at Murong Taibao, then walked towards one of the houses, and Murong Taibao followed him, choosing to sleep in the other room.

”Everyone, try your best not to go too far away. This way, it'll be convenient for us to take care of each other.” Lo Di said.

Everyone nodded and went to pick their rooms.

Zhan Tianming did not mind it too much. No matter what kind of house he chose, it would not mean much to him.

Cultivation?

This kind of thing had nothing to do with him, so it didn't matter if the spiritual qi was dense or thin.

Taking a step forward, Zhan Tianming casually walked towards a room.

But before Zhan Tianming even walked past the house, he suddenly heard a rumbling not too far away.

Everyone's gaze turned towards the source of the sound.

”What's going on?”

”Who dares to cause trouble in the Soaring Dragon Abyss?”

”Hurry up and go take a look.”

Sou sou sou …

Dozens of figures instantly arrived in front of the room where the sound came from, only to see Zhao Haifeng with blood at the corner of his mouth, kneeling on one knee and one hand still clutching his chest, his face extremely flushed red, clearly showing that he had suffered some internal injuries.

As for Zhao Haifeng, his gaze was fixated on the door of the room, his expression extremely solemn.

”Young Master Zhao, what's going on?” Dongfang Yuechu frowned and asked.

”Inside... ”There's someone.” Zhao Haifeng spoke with difficulty.