The gaunt elder soon arrived within the borders of Hua Country.
The North Pole is more than eight thousand kilometers away from Hua Country, a suffocatingly long distance. Yet this gaunt elder took just a few days to traverse it all.
This is faster than even those fighter jets.
Moreover, this gaunt elder showed no signs of exertion, his face was not flushed, nor was he panting. It seemed that what he had just done was nothing more than a leisurely stroll.
"Hmm?"
Upon arriving in Hua Country, the gaunt elder's brow slightly furrowed. He sensed a very powerful aura, belonging to a Martial Saint.
"Martial Arts cultivators who break into the Martial Saint Realm usually seclude themselves to cultivate and restrain their aura. Yet, in the realm of Hua Country, why is there still such a formidable aura? And it seems it's not that Evil God."
The gaunt elder muttered to himself.
