Several days later, a certain mountain wall trembled, and shattered stones pattered down one after another.
Then green light flashed, and a figure flew out from within the mountain wall. It was none other than Lin Xuan.
Unlike when he had first been teleported here, his cultivation had now fully recovered, so naturally, his complexion was quite good.
What pleased Lin Xuan even more was that Yue'er had likewise recovered. In this way, he had no worries left behind. After all, this was a strange place, and Lin Xuan did not understand the slightest thing about it. But no matter where he was, as long as he had strength, there was naturally no need to fear anything.
The most urgent matter now was to figure out exactly where he was, what the level of immortal cultivation in this place was like, and how the various powers were distributed.
As the saying went, know yourself and know your enemy, and you would win a hundred battles out of a hundred. Only after understanding all these circumstances clearly, one by one, could he decide what to do next.
After all, cultivation was not something where one could simply find a place with a Spirit Vein, enter seclusion, and meditate.
Besides, good Spirit Veins were not that easy to find. In all likelihood, they had already been occupied by sects and clans of every size.
Now, he was no Young Master of Spirit Herb Mountain. In this unfamiliar place, he was nothing more than a newly arrived Rogue Cultivator.
Fortunately, with his Late Core Condensation Realm cultivation, and Yue'er at his side, Lin Xuan was not so isolated and weak.
These thoughts turned through his mind. Green radiance surged from Lin Xuan's entire body, transforming into a streak of escape light as he