Yue'er naturally had not the slightest objection, while Lin Xuan swept his gaze around and began carefully taking in their surroundings.
As far as the eye could see, the sky was a washed-clear blue, bright and beautiful.
He and Yue'er were in a small mountain valley.
On both sides, green mountains rose in lush emerald, towering into the clouds, revealing a different sort of beauty amid their sheer, lofty ruggedness.
The spiritual energy in the valley was dense, countless flowers bloomed, and fragrance assailed the nose.
What a scene of an immortal's abode.
Lin Xuan praised it inwardly without end.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, who would believe a True Spirit had been buried here?
But the records in the ancient texts could not all be wrong.
To speak fairly, this was indeed an excellent place for cultivation.
Lin Xuan, after all, was someone who had seen great worlds, and his expression soon calmed. Green light rose around his body, and he flew forward side by side with Yue'er.
The scenery along the way was beautiful to the extreme. Forget the Underworld Hell—even in the Spirit World, sights like this were rare.
Presumably, even the legendary True Immortal World was no more than this.
A look of intoxication appeared on Yue'er's face.
Girls had always liked beautiful things; even the reincarnation of the Asura King could not avoid such common feelings.
Yet just then, an extremely faint sound of something tearing through the air entered their ears.
As thin as mosquitoes and flies.
Yue'er did not notice anything wrong, but a look of horror instantly appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
With no time to think further, he reached out and shoved Yue'er away hard.
As for himself, he had no time to dodge, and could