From Luo Heaven to Soaring Sky, then on to Shangyou, it sounded like a long journey, yet in the blink of an eye, it was over.
By the time the youth closed his eyes, heaven and earth had already been transformed.
"You can open your eyes now."
A gentle voice sounded beside his ear. Luo Lingxi opened his eyes.
He looked outside. One black-robed cultivator after another, all wearing grim expressions, was staring at them.
Almost instinctively, he tightened his grip on the large hand holding his own.
"It's fine."
The next moment, those cultivators respectfully bowed.
"Greetings, Martial Uncle Ye!"
The Soaring Sky City Lord smiled and waved, pointing toward Luo Chen, who had just stepped out of the Teleportation Array.
"This is the famed Pill Sect of the Eastern Wasteland. In the future, he will also be the Pill Sect of my Mingyuan Sect."
The cultivators were startled, then once again bowed respectfully toward Luo Chen.
"Greetings, Pill Sect!"
After this round of greetings, the immense pressure Luo Lingxi had felt from being watched instantly vanished.
He raised his head to look at his young father. The other man's expression remained unchanged, as if he had long since grown used to such scenes.
He merely gave a slight nod and said nothing more.
Seeing this, the Soaring Sky City Lord invited him, "Come on. We'll stay in Shangyou City for half a day. Once the sect has arranged a ferryman, we can enter Ming Abyss."
Holding Luo Lingxi's hand, Luo Chen left this heavily guarded Teleportation Hall.
When he looked back, he happened to encounter several probing Divine Senses.
Following the direction from which those Divine Senses came, Luo Chen quickly traced them to their source and could not help nodding slightly.
"As expected of a Sacred Land!"