Having just arrived in a strange land, he naturally did not dare fly too quickly, and he opened his divine sense as far as he could to guard against any danger.
The scenery before him was beautiful in the extreme. Birds sang and flowers gave off their fragrance; as far as the eye could see were forests, lakes, and mountain ranges rising and falling in layer upon layer.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan had already been here for two hours, and a trace of surprise could not help but appear on his face.
This place was absurdly vast.
And it clearly was not some island.
Instead, it seemed like another space opened up by an ancient cultivator with great divine ability.
Of course, all of this was merely Lin Xuan's conjecture.
But no matter what, this place was absolutely no ordinary place.
After flying for a while longer, Lin Xuan's escaping light suddenly slowed. He stopped, then closed his eyes, as if carefully sensing something.
At last, his brow twitched and he opened his eyes again. Then he turned and flew toward the right.
There, he sensed a faint aura of restrictions, as well as spiritual energy far denser than elsewhere.
After the time it took an incense stick to burn, Lin Xuan drew in his escaping light and descended from the sky.
A gigantic plaza entered his view. The plaza was roughly a thousand zhang across, built entirely from superior white jade, appearing pure and beautiful.
However, these were not what Lin Xuan paid attention to. In the secular world, jade was certainly rare and precious, but to cultivators, it was not worth mentioning.
His gaze fell on the entrance to the plaza. There stood a gigantic memorial archway, about seven or eight zhang tall. Though