Ghost Prison Granny looked at Qin Fengming, astonishment showing on her face.
This was something no one could avoid. For countless tens of thousands of years, there had simply never been a case of an Immortal Realm cultivator in the Desolate Nether Land searching for a Teleportation Array. Qin Fengming was the first; perhaps he would also be the last.
Once everyone had taken their seats, with Old Ancestor Huang Bo present, the four of them chatted quite happily.
Only the two Golden Immortals who had arrived earliest never spoke, and Qin Fengming did not know which Immortal Domain they came from. Judging from the expressions of the others, those two at least did not know Golden Immortal Yan Rong, which meant they definitely were not cultivators from Qingzhou Immortal Domain.
After that, no one else came for a long time. The seven of them were not anxious either, merely sitting cross-legged as they waited for the cultivators of Duan Yu Hall.
Only deep into the night did two figures arrive swiftly from afar and stop atop the mountain peak. They were two Immortal Realm cultivators.
"The hour has come. I imagine all the seniors setting out to sea this time have arrived. Please follow the two of us to the seaside and board the boat," the two said after saluting the seven.
None of the seven answered. They all rose and flew off into the distance.
This place had not been far from the Ganlan Sea Area to begin with. A short while later, the two Immortal Realm cultivators stopped above the vast sea. The moment they halted, the surface of the sea not far away suddenly flickered with fluorescent light, and a huge boat thirty to forty zhang long appeared on the water. The giant vessel shimmered with