342 The Fallen Gods Valley (7)

The dark heavens were raining dozens of purple lightning onto the black walls mountains, catching dozens of unlucky cultivators.

There were actually tens of thousands of cultivators in sight as Ji Yuan and his party moved deeper into the mountains. Most of these cultivators were like ants for the black walls mountains were vast in size.

Ji Yuan had expected that some of the cultivators would be coming down for him because they may have seen his saintly and immortal divine swords. But to his surprise, he had no such encounter so far.

Most of them were too engrossed in their divine sense readings on the black walls of the mountains that they could not bother about Ji Yuan. Moreover Ji Yuan was in a big group and most of them were in a smaller group.

Also, even though these cultivators may be very far away from Ji Yuan but some of them had heard Hua Yingxiong proclaiming Ji Yuan as a brother and they did not want to offend the Golden Majesty Celestial Empire.