This land was ancient, situated in the far northern reaches of the Mini Heaven Immortal Sect.
Long before disciples ever set foot here, a local mountain spirit had been born from the slow accumulation of heaven and earth essence—
Master Zhi paused and waved his hand dismissively.
SKIP
Hundreds of years of history vanished in an instant.
The scenery shifted, time folding over itself until it reached the moment Yu Xuan entered the hidden realm.
Old Zhi had no interest in mundane history.
After all, he was older than this land itself.
He watched calmly as Yu Xuan stepped into the hidden realm alongside the Numbers, all dressed in black. Soon after, six more figures followed at a distance.
Master Zhi barely spared them a glance.
"They don't look like thieves," he muttered.
Only Yu Xuan's group moved with the deliberate efficiency of plunderers.
