The Cosmic Pot flew for five full days.
When Ding Huan's Divine Will could scan Dead Dao City, he stopped the Cosmic Pot.
"It's right ahead, why stop?" Hou Yucheng looked at Ding Huan in confusion.
"When was the last time you came here?" Ding Huan asked.
"About seven thousand years ago, I cultivated here for a while, intending to integrate my Taoist Rhythm into this universe, but I couldn't achieve it.
So that time I went into seclusion here for over a hundred years and then left."
Hou Yucheng sighed.
He originally wanted to fully integrate his Taoist Rhythm with the Heaven and Earth Rules of this Star Land, and then find a way into the Dao Tower.
Even though he knew that once inside the Dao Tower, rescuing someone was still nearly impossible.
But he couldn't even take the first step, let alone talk about rescuing someone?
Ding Huan sighed: "Lao Hou, if you hadn't met me, when you came back next time, you'd probably be finished."
