“Junior Brother Chen came here before?” Hearing Chen Feng’s words, Luo Mingdao, who was beside him, became curious.

“He he, when this Driftcloud Immortal Mountain first appeared, I happened to be observing this place from a short distance away,” Chen Feng said with a chuckle.

“Oh, is that so? Quick, tell me about it. What was it like back then?” Luo Mingdao’s eyes immediately lit up.

The three of them did not hurry over to Driftcloud Immortal Mountain. Instead, they conversed while going towards some of the more crowded areas. They wanted to find out more about Driftcloud Immortal Mountain.

Chen Feng looked around. The cultivators they met along the way were almost all at the Concealed stage. Naturally, minor characters below the Concealed stage would not be heading there. As for the Sky Human stage experts, they were not the kind of people that Chen Feng could casually notice.

“Sigh, forget it! I think we should just go back. We are not destined for it at all,” a young cultivator said with a dejected tone. His body was stained with spots of blood and his face was somewhat pale. He was not in a good shape. His companions beside him were also covered in scars. One of them had his arm cleanly cut off.

“Fellow brother, what happened?” someone asked curiou...