Wu Yang noticed something amiss as well. Someone was maintaining order. Then, groups of people left quickly. Although there were many people, and there were still people pouring into the teleportation gate, the number of people outside gradually decreased.
Ning 'e Aba said, "Look into the distance …"
Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng looked up and saw the cultivators flying up like a flock of birds. In the distant sky, there were densely packed black dots. Groups of people flew up into the sky and then left quickly.
Lei Xingfeng was shocked and said, "How spectacular!"
It was more than just spectacular. If a few thousand people flew up together, it would cover the sky. Looking from afar, it looked like dark clouds were rising. Soon, someone came to guide them and led them into the distance. When Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng also flew up, there were many people following behind them.
XinFeng realized that there were at least five to six thousand people flying with them. The black mass of people flying in the air gave off a terrifying aura. What shocked XinFeng the most was that there were countless True Monarchs and Heavenly Monarchs everywhere, even Dao Monarchs. At this moment, he saw a few dozen of them, all of them giving off a majestic aura, followed by a group of Heavenly Monarchs.
Wu Yang couldn't help but sigh. "This strength … sigh!"
Thinking back to when their secret sects gathered to attack the Dawn Continent, they were beaten up and forced to flee pathetically. They were all forced to flee to the outer continent. Looking at the Ming Ze Alliance now, once they were mobilized, their strength was so strong. Wu Yang's secret sects were probably the difference between an elephant and an ant when compared to the Ming Ze Alliance. The two were not even on the same line. The difference was just too great.
Not to mention Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng, even Ning 'e Aba didn't know what to do next. Anyway, they just followed the group and flew.
Soon, the crowd separated in the air. Some of them flew to the left, while the others flew to the right. Even if they were separated into two groups, Lei Xingfeng estimated that there were still a few thousand people in their group. It was still a large group of people.
From time to time, a small group of people would land, and they could see the buildings and residences below. Wu Yang and the others continued to fly, and no one came to tell them where their destination was.
Lei Xingfeng couldn't help but ask, "Where did it fly to?"
Ning 'e Abba replied, "I don't know. Just follow them. The Ming Ze Continent is huge. We won't fly too far. These people will definitely be stationed around the teleportation portal. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to gather them in the future."
As more and more people descended, Wu Yang's group became smaller and smaller. When there were only about seven to eight hundred people left, the person leading the way finally shouted, "We're all here. Let's go!"
Lei Xingfeng looked down and saw rows of wooden houses. There was a small river in front of them and a dense forest all around.
When they landed on the ground, someone said, "Go to the big wooden house in front. After registering, go back to your rooms and rest. There are still some procedures to be done."
In this group, there were a few Dao Lord Patriarchs, less than a dozen Heaven Lords, and more than two hundred Perfected Lord cultivators. The rest were the followers, and they were all Perfected Human cultivators.
Lei Xingfeng landed, and all he could see was people. Even though there were only seven to eight hundred people, it was still crowded. He followed the group along the dirt road and soon came to a wooden shed. This was the big wooden house they were talking about. Only one side of the wooden shed had a wooden wall. The other three sides were empty. There was a row of tables in front of the wooden wall, and a row of low-level cultivators sat behind them.
Although Ning 'e Abba was Wu Yang's follower, he was the one who handled most of the things.
Ning 'e Abba was in front, followed by Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng. The three of them lined up together. According to the order, they had to exchange their identification for an identity card.
When it was Wu Yang's turn, Ning 'e Abba took out his sect identification and exchanged it for three identity cards. There were restrictions on the identity cards. Lei Xingfeng could see at a glance that these simple restrictions could prevent the identity cards from being tampered with. This was because there was a small piece of the Star Python Record in the identity cards. This thing recorded the identity card owner's appearance, sect, and strength.
Wu Yang's identity card was very special. It was golden in color. Lei Xingfeng's and Ning 'e Abba's identity cards were red. Ning' e Abba explained, "The golden identity cards represent Dao Lord Patriarchs. Our red identity cards represent Heaven Lord cultivators."
Lei Xingfeng said, "The green ones are Perfected Lords?" He saw someone holding a green identity card.
Ning 'e Abba said, "Yes, that's right."
Cultivators below Perfected Lord level were all white. Other than receiving their identity cards, they were also given special clothes. Each person had four sets of clothes with different colors. Dao Lords had Dao Lord clothes, Heaven Lords had Heaven Lord clothes, Perfected Lords and low-level cultivators also had their own clothes. As long as one wore it, one's status would be obvious.
Lei Xingfeng understood that this was because there were too many people. They had to use this method to differentiate. Other than their identity cards and clothes, everyone also had a page of the Star Python Record. However, this page of the Star Python Record was not given to everyone. Instead, they had to make a copy. Even though the Ming Ze Alliance was rich, they did not have so many copies of the Star Python Record.
Ning 'e Abba made a copy. Then, Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng did the same. Ning' e Abba then said, "Great Elder, our accommodations have been arranged. It's at the back of a few rows of wooden houses."
When Lei Xingfeng passed by the wooden houses, he specially took a look. He realized that the wooden houses were extremely simple. It was just an empty room. There was nothing inside. Ning 'e Abba said, "This is for Perfected Lords. Heaven Lords have slightly better accommodations. It's just a suite with no furniture."
Wu Yang's accommodations were different. There was a small building. Although it was also very simple, the floor was covered with thick fur. There was a wooden bed and nothing else.
Ning 'e Abba said a little embarrassedly, "We are only a sect from the Peripheral Continent. Therefore, our status is relatively low compared to the Yun Sect and the Ming Ze Alliance. Keke, let's just make do for now."
Wu Yang and Lei Xingfeng's hearts sank. They realized that even if their strength was not bad, there was still a problem with their status.
Ning 'e Abba said, "It's okay. As long as we complete the mission, there will be great rewards. The rewards from the Ming Ze Alliance are not just for show."
Lei Xingfeng asked curiously, "What are the rewards?"
Ning 'e Abba said, "It depends on the completed mission. There are all kinds of things. It just depends on how capable you are."
Wu Yang said, "I see. Where can we see the mission and the rewards?"
Ning 'e Abba said, "You can't see it now. When we go to the continent where the war is going, there will be missions assigned."
Lei Xingfeng said, "When does it start?"
Ning 'e Abba said, "I don't know. We have to wait for the notification. I think we should be the first batch."
Wu Yang did not understand. "Why are we the first batch?"
Lei Xingfeng already understood. He said, "Cannon fodder! We should be expendable goods. "
Ning 'e Abba smiled bitterly. Lei Xingfeng hit the nail on the head. He said, "This, how do you know?"
Lei Xingfeng cursed in his heart. He said, "Even if you use your toes to think, you will know! We are a sect from the Peripheral Continents. We are a small sect. Otherwise, if we are the scapegoats, who will be the scapegoat? "
Ning 'e Abba said, "Actually, we are not without benefits. As long as we can complete the mission, the rewards will be the most generous!"
Lei Xingfeng laughed. "Hehe, I'm afraid we won't have the life to spend it!"
Wu Yang said, "I don't know if others can survive, but no matter what, we have to come back alive."
Ning 'e Abba smiled. "It's not that serious. The real opponent will be the Ming Ze Alliance's battle team. We … are not important, so the danger is not big."
In the evening, a few low-level cultivators came to the door and put down a big bucket of hot soup, two big basins of roasted meat, and a basket of flatbread. This was the dinner that was specially allocated for Wu Yang.
A few attendants in the wooden house carried the bucket and food in. They placed it on the ground. One of the attendants said, "This is the dinner that has just been delivered. Please have a meal."
Lei Xingfeng said, "What are the others eating?" He pointed at the wooden house in front of them.
One of the attendants answered respectfully, "They are eating at the big wooden house. As long as you go there, you can sit down and eat."
Lei Xingfeng nodded. "En, I see." That place had classes, and the world of cultivators was no exception. He now knew that even Lord Heavenly Monarchs had to go to the big wooden house to eat. No one would send food over. Only Dao Lord Patriarchs had such treatment.
Ning 'e Abba said, "We are basking in the glory of the Great Elder. Otherwise, we would also have to go to the big wooden house to eat."
Wu Yang said, "The earlier we finish eating, the earlier we can rest. Perhaps there will be a mission tomorrow."
Lei Xingfeng and Ning 'e Abba agreed.
After dinner, Lei Xingfeng returned to his house. Although there was nothing in the house, it was very quiet. Lei Xingfeng took out the copy of the Star Python Record to read. It was mainly about the internal knowledge of the Ming Ze Alliance, the use of the various signs, the various rules and regulations, and also introduced the commonly used restrictions of the Ming Ze Alliance. These restrictions were ineffective against people with the Ming Ze Alliance's identity token. There were many bits and pieces of information that the Ming Ze Alliance wanted to tell everyone. It would be very helpful for new members.
There was not much content. Lei Xingfeng only spent a few hours to finish reading it.
The only thing he felt was that it was very complicated. There were many messy rules and regulations, and there were many different types of subordinate units. Lei Xingfeng could not help but sigh. Such a big alliance, with so many cultivators. It was indeed not easy to put them together. If things went wrong, they might just be a plate of loose sand.
Wu Yang, Lei Xingfeng, and Ning 'e Abba originally thought that they would set off again the next day. They did not expect that after staying for nearly 20 days, they would not move. Finally, someone came to inform them.
They were setting off!
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