Qin Fengming had left Ice Plains Island partly because Shou Xian Mountain had frightened him. More importantly, he wanted to learn more about the Tianhong Realm, temper his state of mind through travel, and cultivate diligently in hopes of entering the Spirit Severing realm.
He did not feel particularly resistant to the current situation—the connection between the Tianhong Realm and the Nightmare Moon Realm.
With his current strength, even if he joined the realm war, he likely would not be in mortal danger.
Even if he truly encountered someone in the late Spirit Severing stage, his current escape techniques gave him a good chance of getting away. Even if the opponent happened to be from the Winged Race, he was confident he could shake them off.
Qin Fengming had such confidence precisely because of his special constitution. The purity of the magical power in his body made it far stronger than that of cultivators at the same level. In terms of the vastness of his magical energy, even a mid Spirit Severing cultivator would find it difficult to compare.
The two of them did not stop for even a moment along the way. They continuously drove the flying carriage at full speed. Whenever they encountered a large island or a place where the sea races gathered, they quickly veered around it and never lingered.
After flying cautiously for two full years, Qin Fengming and Fang Liang finally began to feel much more at ease. They released their divine senses and began searching for a place where cultivators gathered.
Several days later, an enormous island appeared within their divine senses.
After flying around half the island, they could tell that it stretched for tens of thousands of miles. Calling it a huge sea island was only in comparison with those they