After saying this, Li Tianhan looked disheartened, his entire demeanor suddenly appearing somewhat haggard.
"Yes, King!"
The subordinate replied.
In the Nanhuang Region, amidst a certain void, several black dots flew swiftly, instantly appearing here—there were three figures, led by a man clad in white robes, his posture upright, face handsome, appearing to be in his thirties.
His long hair hung loose, bangs framed his brow, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding an invisible majesty of heaven and earth, as if he himself were the heaven, ruling over this realm as Supreme.
Everyone felt an urge to kneel before him, and this man was none other than Feng Wuya, the current Sect Master of the Dan Sect.
"After so many years, I've finally returned to this land again!"
Feng Wuya glanced around, his hands slightly spread, eyes half-closed, savoring the aura of the Nanhuang Region.
"Sect Master, where are we going now?"
A middle-aged man behind Feng Wuya inquired.
