The sword reigned supreme in Tianhuang Mainland and there were extremely few pure saber cultivators, much less in the ancient battlefield.
Although the ruin was left behind by the Saber Emperor, there were not many cultivators gathered here; merely a few thousand people gathered along the coastline.
The strange thing was that most of the cultivators stood far away from the shore, seemingly afraid of the spirit sea as they pointed in hushed discussions.
Because he had limited knowledge of the Saber Mountain Spirit Sea, Su Zimo came beside the crowd and listened intently.
"The methods of the Saber Emperor are extraordinary to be able to condense qi into a sea. I'm sure the benefits of cultivating in this spirit sea must be immense," In the crowd, a skinny cultivator murmured deeply with bright eyes.
"Fufu."
"How ignorant."
The moment he said that, the crowd started mocking him.