Luo Qingshan's Shock

A silver aircraft burst from the clouds, streaked a white trail across the sky, and dove downward.

Below lay an endless expanse of towering mountains, stretching beyond the eye's reach and exuding an ancient, desolate air.

The aircraft slipped into a gorge.

On either side stood towering cliffs ten thousand zhang high, while a surging river roared below. The aircraft skimmed along the river's surface, and after flying more than ten li, a bend in the river appeared ahead.

The aircraft entered the forest and slowly came to a stop on the grass.

Once the aircraft had settled, the cabin door opened. Luo Qingshan stepped out, followed closely by Cheng Long.

"Is this the place?"

Luo Qingshan swept his gaze around, doubt flashing through his eyes. "This is nearly a hundred thousand li from our base, isn't it? They actually found such a place. It really is remote."

"Senior Luo, it's far enough from the base, and there aren't any Teleportation Gates within ten thousand li of here. It's quite suitable for hiding!"

Cheng Long walked to Luo Qingshan's side, his gaze sweeping vigilantly over the surroundings.

He had been severely injured before and had nearly lost his life, but Cheng Long had now fully recovered. His strength had even grown, and he had actually become a Great Grandmaster.

It seemed misfortune had brought him a blessing!

"Where are they? Why haven't they arrived yet?" Luo Qingshan asked anxiously, his eyes searching in every direction.

"They should be here soon. They should have noticed our aircraft's arrival!"

Cheng Long searched with his eyes as well.

"Qingshan, it has been a long time."

At that moment, a faint voice rang out.

"Who!"

Luo Qingshan's expression abruptly changed. Every hair on his body stood on end as Xiantian True Qi surged within