Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

It was a bustling scene in the wide roads of Rainbow Spirit Mountain. It was the peak of activity atop the powerful mountain that was under the control of the Time Immemorial Sect.

Under their watchful gaze, not a single being went out of line as they oversaw one of the richest Mountains in the World of Cultivation.

Near the bottom of Rainbow Spirit Mountain was an area full of colorful lights as all sorts of portals were spread out cleanly in a circular formation. These portals allowed for the transfer of beings from the subordinate worlds that the World of Cultivation had their reach in, as well as other powerful worlds they were on friendly terms with.

Beings of all sorts of species came and went from this Transfer Zone as they spread out all over the Rainbow Spirit Mountain to conduct their business. Cultivators dressed in a variety of colorful robes from differing sects were strolling through in a grandiose manner as the elemental particles in the air followed them happily.

Disciples of various sects were moving in groups and cheerfully discussing current events, while other more powerful beings considered to be Formation Masters and Pill Masters had extravagant buildings where they conducted their business.

Along with the cultivators, Magi with powerful runes surrounding them were occupying some of the smaller shops near the bottom of the mountain selling their alchemical creations and weapons that were unique to the Magus World. These were the ruthless beings from the Magus World known for their powerful magic and unique creations as they strived to find the truth of the universe.

In a particular portal that let out a reddish hue, creatures of the night that were rarely seen in other worlds were constantly transferring in and out of the gateway to either sell or buy their own products. Their bodies were renowned for their extensive strength, making them horrible enemies to fight in close quarters. These were the beings of immense strength that drew their power from powerful Bloodlines, the beings from the Underworld.

A variety of species ranging from powerful Lycans with robust bodies of humanoid wolves to the race of the masters of blood that was the Vampyres, all were moving peacefully among other beings in the Rainbow Spirit Mountain.

one of the locations in the World of Cultivation that held a hub of diversity and collection of strong beings trading and sharing information with one another. Different sources of strengths were

of the World of Cultivation carried. There had been very few incidences as nobody dared to cause issues with powerful beings that held a level of control over

the Rainbow Spirit Mountain, there were many paths snaking upwards with Shops,

more exotic and expensive the services would become. One would even be able to set their

on everything. This allowed for extreme wealth and

Immemorial Sect a hegemony over the

covering half of his face was holding a cane and standing beside this stall selling his wares. His eyes seemed grey and cloudy as a hoarse

beings continued to pass by this dilapidated stall without sparing a glance

Senior Brother Carl, isn't that the Martial Uncle of the scheming disciple you put in place not too long ago? He's apparently selling a Legacy Treasure that was passed down

passing by and chatting happily. The group was surrounding a certain Senior Brother and pampering him up in any way possible as one of them made a mistake and pointed out the dilapidated stall at the

mood turned sour, their Senior Brother's face losing its smile and turning

found out by me and she was

he spoke disrespectful

tinge of red at the mention of his daughter, as an oppressive aura at the TRANSCENDENT level erupted out from him. Senior Disciple Brother Carl sneered at

touch me, you know that you and your daughter will lose your lives. So why don't you pack up these fake treasures and stop souring the mood