Wang Yan

"This place is probably a thousand miles wide, and it looks like there are probably many sects stationed here," Ye Chen muttered as he entered the city. As he walked along the streets, he saw disciples of various sects. Some wore green robes, some wore gold robes, and some wore black and white robes. However, they all had one thing in common. Their sect's symbol was embroidered on their chests. 

'Passing just two streets, I saw members of more than ten different sects.'

'Their clothes are at least ninth-grade spiritual artifacts, and some have pseudo immortal artifacts. It seems that the disciples here are quite wealthy, or at least their sects are.'

Even the basic attire distributed by the sects were ninth-grade spiritual artifacts or pseudo immortal artifacts, and this was for tens of thousands of disciples.