The star shuttle descended onto the plaza of Spark Palace, and the sight before them made both Jiang Feng and Chu Hanyue pause slightly.
The once solemn plaza, which still carried the lingering sorrow of a recent funeral, was now teeming with voices and alive with an unprecedented, bustling energy!
The massive forest of spirit stelae still stood in solemn dignity like silent sentinels, but the open ground around the outer perimeter of the stelae forest was now filled with rows of continuous tents. Countless cultivators of varying attire and disparate cultivation realms had gathered here, shoulder to shoulder, a dense sea of people.
Chapter 820