Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces. Strange things happen every year, but this year is particularly abundant.

Storm winds and surging clouds swept through Cloud Province's immortal cultivation world, and all manner of absurd, bizarre rumors naturally reached Lin Xuan's ears as well. Of course, he was not so kindhearted as to explain anything.

In any case, he was alone and unencumbered. Even if the immortal cultivation world stirred up a rain of blood and a wind reeking of gore, it had not the slightest thing to do with him.

He was no longer the minor cultivator of those days, someone others could butcher at will. With his current cultivation and divine abilities, plus the assistance of the Pangolin Corpse Demon, even against a great cultivator, Lin Xuan was confident he could fight and win.

Moreover, on his trip to Yunling Mountain, he had gained far too much. Once he digested and absorbed these benefits, his strength would certainly rise to another level.

What he needed to do now was find a suitable place to cultivate.

Naturally, it had to be as far from Haoshi City and the three great powers as possible.

And that was not much of a problem.

Unlike a savage wilderness like You Province, Cloud Province was vast in the extreme, almost equal to seventy or eighty You Provinces pieced together.

And its cultivation resources were extremely abundant. Finding a quiet place to cultivate was not difficult.

One month later, a streak of escaping light appeared above Longnan Prefecture of Cloud Province.

Although Longnan was only a single prefecture, compared to You Province, its area was still somewhat larger.

The reason Lin Xuan chose this place was, for one important factor, that it did not have any large sects or clans.

None of the Seven Great Powers had ever reached their fingers into this place.

There were many reasons for this. First, Longnan