Accompanied by the purple dawn, coming from the east, there were also many cultivators who practiced Purple Qi at the celestial shadow peak, sitting quietly on the mountain top, breathing in and out.
Ye Jingcheng also flew to the square in front of the Ye Family's Assembly Hall.
Today's square was somewhat quiet and empty.
No family members were there to absorb the Purple Qi or practice techniques, and only fifty people waited quietly in the center of the square.
Among these people, some were extremely expectant, while others were slightly nervous.
After all, heading to the more prosperous Central Domain was filled with unknowns and opportunities.
Seeing Ye Jingcheng approaching, the fifty people repeatedly saluted.
"Eleventh Brother!"
"Eleventh Uncle!"
...
"Everyone should be ready!" Ye Jingcheng nodded in response.
Saying this, he was preparing to lead the crowd toward the Forbidden Land of Fallen Souls.
