Chen Xun didn't enter right away but took Black Bull to the side. The Ascension Conference was still a few days from officially starting, and now was the time for solitary cultivators to enter.

He silently observed the group of solitary cultivators. Their attire varied; some wore bamboo hats, others masks, all shrouded in mystery.

They all stepped into the mist and then vanished from sight. Chen Xun suddenly had an epiphany.

"Moo~ Moo!" Black Bull seemed impatient, wondering why they weren't entering yet.