"This is none of your business, leave quickly!"
Xiao Chen couldn't be bothered to respond. He had the coordinates given by the people at the Samsara Tomb and had already locked onto the Spirit Race's location, flying directly north.
"Hey... wait for me!"
Linghu Jing had no intention of leaving; she once again transformed into a small Golden Crow and clung to Xiao Chen.
Lingxiao Heaven, as one of the supreme upper heavens, had countless prosperous areas.
However, Xiao Chen continued northward, gradually deviating from the bustling regions, flying towards the remote and deep mountains.
This journey covered countless thousands of billions, with mysterious and inexplicable high peaks and grand rivers, filled with forbidden primitive wildwoods.
This was a true no-man's land, with no trace of humans, only various unknown species and ancient beasts.
