Return from the second dimension

Under the command of the sturdy monks, the clan formed a circle and surrounded the old patriarch in the center of the field.

They mouthed words and sent heartfelt blessings, hoping that nothing would change.

The cool and ancient rhythm of the rhyme continued to ripple around, making the nearby cultivators look frequently.

The old clan leader who had swallowed the pills had a calm and steady breath, and his body had gradually become transparent.

But in an instant, a seven-colored flame rose from his inner organs before burning a stray black object into ashes.

The flame slowly extinguished, and everything returned as before.

Under the gaze of the clan members, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with flickering brilliance.

Facing the expectant eyes of the clan members, the old man nodded his head with an uncontrollable excitement.

"It's effective, the medicine will cure the disease!"

Saying these words seemed to exhaust all of the old clan leader's strength, yet it gave one a feeling of relief.

The strange disease that had plagued the race for years had finally received a cure, and the joy in one's heart was naturally indescribable.

Hearing the old patriarch's answer, the clan once again erupted in cheers and even danced directly to celebrate.

Primitive and pristine, they unbridledly vented their joyful emotions.

No one knew better than them the pain of being plagued by this dreadful disease, experiencing every moment the feeling that life was worse than death.

In the past years, there had been many of their fellow tribesmen who had slowly died from the pain.

If they didn't have this disease, they could definitely live much longer, tens of thousands of years wouldn't be a problem.

Now that they finally got the chance to get rid of the pain in their bodies, how could they not feel excited and happy?

Looking at the singing and dancing clan members, the old clan leader smiled and turned to the sturdy cultivator beside him.

"The price of this pill, is it very expensive?"

The old chief made up his mind that even if the sale price was expensive, he must buy one for every member of the tribe.

Only by weaning off this dreadful disease would the tribe have a bright future, otherwise it would sooner or later go to extinction.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, our pit will be able to afford it!"

The able-bodied cultivator said loudly, while handing the jade tag to the old man so that he could check it out himself.

The old patriarch received the jade tag and couldn't wait to check the details, his body trembling once again.

He was finally able to confirm that the able-bodied monk had not deceived himself, and that the giant city did indeed have many of the pills they needed.

And the prices were cheap, they could completely afford them.

The old patriarch sighed in his heart, the rumors about the Nameless Giant City really weren't the slightest bit false.

Soon, there was a single pill that was exchanged for points and distributed to those clansmen who were filled with anticipation.

Each clan member who received the pills would bow in the direction of the giant city before swallowing the pills in public.

True to the old man's words, the pills possessed magical effects, easily resolving the strange illnesses that had plagued them for years.

The clansmen were excited, but at the same time, they became more and more curious about the Nameless Giant City.

Why could the pills they had been searching for years be obtained here at an incredibly low price.

In the view of the clan people, this kind of pill was priceless, so how could it be obtained so easily?

It took all the points and didn't raise enough pills that all the tribesmen needed, but that wasn't a problem at all.

The old clan leader gave the order, and the tribal cultivators immediately went to capture the monsters before sending them to the nameless giant city at fire speed.

It wouldn't take long for the strange diseases on the remaining clan members to be dispelled cleanly.

The rejuvenated tribe chief immediately gave the order to establish villages near the giant city.

He had already decided in his mind that there must be a truly powerful person sitting within the nameless giant city.

Establishing a village nearby was a sign of submission to please, hoping to be accepted and protected by the Giant City.

What had happened to the tribe was known to the monks of the gathering, and quickly spread again.

More and more monks came with news of the problem that had been plaguing them for years, hoping that it would be solved in the Nameless Giant City.

Every single person who arrived received a satisfactory answer and made the reputation of the Nameless Giant City grow even more famous.

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On top of a mountain peak outside the city, hundreds of figures stood silently, watching the residents of the Giant City fight on the plains outside the city.

Affected by the rune formation, the monsters of the farm became more and more ferocious, crazily devouring the energy condensed residents of the giant city.

After each devouring, their strength would gain a slight increase.

Fighting non-stop for a moment, the monsters' strength also increased, and the number of super creatures was incredibly large.

If they were to be harvested at this time, it would definitely be a rich harvest.

To the monks, these super creatures were moving gold mountains, and their value was almost immeasurable.

It was just that this demon farm was definitely a restricted area for monks, as well as a sign of the nameless giant city.

Those who dared to enter it would not only receive no benefit, but would instead take their own lives.

The monks who had the ability to enter the breeding grounds actually dared not act rashly as they had more worries.

It wasn't the rune formation that was terrifying, but the operational manipulator behind it.

So far, Tang Zhen hadn't shown too much of his presence, but it had formed a strong enough deterrent.

It was because of his presence that even though the number of super creatures was increasing, no one still dared to covet the farms.

There were still many cultivators who felt that the Demon Farm in the Nameless Giant City was actually a deliberately set trap.

There were really greedy guys who couldn't resist the temptation of their hearts and reached out, and would surely regret it.

Many cultivators were secretly watching and waiting for such a fellow to appear, thus further confirming the strength of the Nameless Giant City.

These hundreds of cultivators on the mountain top held a similar intention.

The appearance of the Nameless Giant City had already affected the interests of many monastic organizations, and their hearts had long hated it immensely.

According to this the nearest gathering place of monks was the most affected, as monks were heading to the giant city, causing them to suffer severe losses.

And the longer it took, the worse the situation became, and there were already very few cultivators in that gathering place.

If this situation continued, it was believed that before long, the gathering place would be completely abandoned.

The organizations that controlled the gathering place could not tolerate such a thing, and after identifying the cause, they immediately treated the Nameless Giant City as a life and death enemy.

During this period of time, they had been gathering information and sabotaging the city in secret.

Robbing and killing the monks heading to the Nameless Giant City was their handiwork, trying to deter the monks heading to the Nameless Giant City.

It didn't work very well. No one cared if the lone monks disappeared, and the hordes of monks didn't necessarily have the upper hand.

The Giant City monks would also strike, and the monks who were on a mission were eventually thrown into the demon farm.

The appearance of life being worse than death caused their companions to be secretly frightened, but they were incapable of making a rescue attempt.

Just as they were about to give up, the major organizations finally made up their minds and prepared to launch an attack on the Nameless Giant City.

Not only to regain the lost benefits, but also to completely occupy the giant city and use it to serve as their territory.

The changes in the Nameless Giant City were evident to the foreign cultivators, and it definitely possessed quite a huge potential.

In particular, the City's Rule Tree, once it grew to its completed state, would surely attract even more cultivators.

Whether it was the immediate or long-term benefits, it was enough to move the monks.

Launching an attack on the Nameless Giant City became logical.

In silence, the monks sent by these organizations had arrived at the Nameless Giant City one after another.

Once the invited powerhouses arrived, the war would immediately begin and launch a thunderous attack.