He wondered what the Hundred Herb Sect's situation was like now.
As time passed, Lin Xuan encountered more and more immortal cultivators on the road. At first, they came in twos and threes, but later he actually saw entire squads of immortal cultivators, clearly from some sect or clan, and they were elite disciples led by elders.
"The destination of these fellows should be Nine Immortals City, no doubt. Could it be that some change has occurred there?" Lin Xuan muttered inwardly, but he did not meddle.
In the blink of an eye, another two days passed, and Black Wind Island finally appeared in his line of sight.
Looking out, the scenery was as it had been, and the Sect Protection Array was operating properly as well. Lin Xuan let out a breath of relief. Although this place was hidden, the Hundred Herb Sect's strength was truly far too weak.
This time he had not been away for long, but upheavals throughout the East Sea had risen one after another. Lin Xuan really had been worried that, during this short period, the Hundred Herb Sect might have met with disaster.
Fortunately, his worry was unnecessary, and the great stone in Lin Xuan's heart finally landed.
A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a flash of his figure, he had already flown into the seemingly dangerous miasma.
Almost as soon as he entered, Lin Xuan ran head-on into several Hundred Herb Sect disciples who were on patrol. These people could not help turning pale with fright and hurriedly summoned their respective Dharma Treasures and Spirit Tools.
"No need to worry. It's me," Lin Xuan said calmly.
That voice was very familiar.
Those Hundred Herb Sect cultivators were stunned at first. Then their gazes swept over