A day later, in the western part of the Northern Nether Immortal Continent.
A streak of light flew through the air and landed atop a protruding rock wall in the canyon below.
The Flying Boat came to a stop, and several figures flashed out. They were Song Qingming, Yang Kaishan, and the others, who had just escaped the Demonic Calamity territory.
After sweeping his gaze across the rock wall ahead, Wang Zhixing waved his hand. A thunderous boom rang out as shattered stones flew everywhere, startling the nearby flocks of birds into fleeing.
A moment later, a stone cave over ten feet tall appeared before the three of them.
"Fellow Daoist Song, those people will probably need some time to catch up with us.
"Let us rest here for a while and recover our Mana before making a push through the Demon Race territory in the south."
"This place is quite secluded. Let's stay here."
Previously, while being pursued by the Demon Race and Demonic Cultivators, Song Qingming and the other two had gone through several fierce battles. Though they had escaped without mishap, they had still spent a great deal of time and Mana.
Now that they had left the area controlled by the Demonic Calamity and entered another Demon Race territory in the south, the three quickly found a secluded place to stop and rest for a while.
After setting several Seven-Colored Illusion Butterflies outside to monitor the surroundings, Wang Zhixing arranged a simple Concealment Array. Only then did the three enter with peace of mind.
After several consecutive battles, Song Qingming was also somewhat exhausted. He quickly took out Spirit Stones and recovered a portion of his Mana.
Once his Mana was full again, Song Qingming adjusted his condition, then took out a Storage Bag he had