Zhenhuan Mountain stretched for a million li, its spiritual energy dense and rich. The Miaoyin Pavilion where Qin Xin lived was located in its deepest reaches.
Although the cultivators who had come to attend the Exchange Meeting could enter the Heavenly Sound Palace's main headquarters, a forbidden place like Miaoyin Pavilion was naturally not somewhere they could barge into at will.
So along the way, Lin Xuan could only conceal his tracks.
As for the Heavenly Sound Palace disciples on patrol, he did not care about them. His divine sense was no weaker than that of an old monster at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage.
With such an advantage, it was naturally impossible for the other party to discover him.
The only thing he needed to worry about was the restrictions.
Although Lin Xuan had used the Soul Searching Technique on Miaoyin, this supernatural power did have its limitations, after all. It was impossible for it to imprint every last detail of all her memories.
Therefore, Lin Xuan actually did not know where the restrictions were along the way, nor where the traps lay. He could only be as careful as possible on his own.
With this understanding, Lin Xuan naturally did not dare show the slightest carelessness. He pushed his concealment and Qi-Concealment Technique to the limit, not only releasing his divine sense, but also using it together with the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye.
Whether his luck was good, or his caution had taken effect, he did not know, but this journey was as smooth as walking on level ground. He actually did not encounter the slightest danger.
Lin Xuan secretly rejoiced. Around noon, he flew over another mountain peak, and the view before him suddenly opened up. A vast expanse of pavilions, terraces, and towers entered his eyes.