The Immortal Island is almost a Peach Blossom Immortal Realm. The cultivators here heed the Island Master's command and live in isolation, with almost no contact with the outside world.
If it weren't for the mission a century ago to leave the island and assist others, they wouldn't know what the outside world is like now.
Thinking of this, Zhao Tianfang felt an even deeper respect for Bai Chuwei.
It turns out that the one who dispatched all the cultivators from the island back then was Bai Chuwei. If it weren't for her order, things outside would be even more difficult!
The environment within the island is pleasant, with perpetual spring and spiritual energy abundant everywhere.
Zhao Tianfang greedily absorbed the island's spiritual energy, his eyes almost reluctant to blink, as if he couldn't get enough, he glanced around.
Su Jing wished he could find a scarf to cover his entire face, feeling extremely nervous inside. This is bad.
Public execution, countdown.
