Little Weakwater Realm

Three months later.

Northern Frost Snow Domain.

Amid a winding mountain range, Lu Qingfeng held his Green Bamboo Staff and headed deeper inside.

Beyond the heavens.

Four rays of profound light suddenly appeared. Without the slightest pause, they plunged directly into Lu Qingfeng's body.

The demon gods had returned to their positions.

"With Nine-Heavens Loose Immortal stationed in the Southern Ridge, as long as no one rashly enters Hao Kingdom or Meng Kingdom, even the sect masters of Mount Mao Dao and the Divine Empyrean Sect might not be a match for this fellow Daoist."

Lu Qingfeng wore a smile.

Three months earlier.

He and Nine-Heavens Loose Immortal had emerged from Bleak-Cold Ravine, after which the latter had headed west toward the Southern Ridge. Flying all the way, he had arrived in the Southern Ridge a month ago.

He had been more than a month faster than Lu Qingfeng and Lin Ye had been back then.

However, Lu Qingfeng had been accommodating Lin Ye at the time. Lin Ye had been flying on an immortal artifact, so her speed had been limited.

This time, Lu Qingfeng had been alone. After parting ways with Nine-Heavens Loose Immortal, he had used the Great Five Ghosts Transportation Method to cross straight from the central southern region of the Four Sages Immortal Domain, over the Black Sea and the Astral Wind Thunderfire, and arrive in the Northern Frost Snow Domain.

It had taken no more than an instant.

The might of a Great Divine Ability was something Nine-Heavens Loose Immortal could hardly compare with.

"Three months."

"I finally found it."

Lu Qingfeng had searched the Northern Frost Snow Domain for three full months, yet he had never been able to determine where Zhang Yang was. On this day, the four demon gods who had