There was still a long journey over mountains and rivers from Great Li's Western Sacred Mountain to Chuzhou. By sensing the aura of Nameless from the Savage Wasteland among that party, Chen Ping'an reached a conclusion: Lu and the others were traveling slowly. Apparently, rather than heading straight for Luopo Mountain, they had chosen to tour Treasure Bottle Continent first.
Nameless could conceal his aura, but not the dense martial fortune enveloping him. Naturally, it could not escape Chen Ping'an, the "new Mountain Lord" of the human world's martial Dao.
Once they reached land and no longer needed to ride the wind, Lu immediately grew lively. His Green Bamboo Staff tapped against the ground, and he beamed. "Being human really does mean keeping your feet firmly on the ground."
He suggested that they slow down and take a good look at this blessed land, Treasure Bottle Continent, which had sent the Savage Wasteland sprawling so spectacularly.
Zhang Feng Hai silently crouched, his expression grave, and touched the soil with his fingers.
North of the Grand River, everything belonged to Great Li.
The inscription on that clay tablet had mentioned "Lord Chen." Whether that Chen referred to Chen Ping'an or to "Li Xisheng," one of the White Jade Capital Great Sect Master's Confucian clones, Zhang Feng Hai still could not determine.
Lu twirled his Green Bamboo Staff and grinned mischievously. "Still can't nail it to the board and seal the coffin on the matter?"
Zhang Feng Hai stood up without a word.
Xin Ku, the Martial Cultivator of Runyue Peak, had been born as a Great Dao manifestation of Azure Sky World. While traveling through the Savage Wasteland, he had experienced an unusual freedom of body and mind. Yet here in Vast Heaven and Earth, where there was neither Dao Ancestor