The Kunpeng Token's jumps covered a great distance. I had originally been in the terrain of a primeval forest within the Central Divine Tower, but when I appeared again, I was already in a land of mountains everywhere. Looking down from the sky, the mountains and rivers were magnificent, as if they had been meticulously carved by the uncanny workmanship of ghosts and gods.
I drifted down from the air. A great river wound around the base of the mountain and ran on for who knew how many miles, looking almost like a landmark.
A detailed map flashed through my mind, and I discovered that this was still in the southern region, just a little north of it. There was still a long distance to the eastern region. It seemed that each Kunpeng Token could only jump a distance roughly equivalent to one-twentieth of the diameter of the entire Divine Land continent on the map. If that scale were applied to the Four Great Continents, a dozen or so Kunpeng Tokens would barely be enough. And every use of this thing meant one less token!
No wonder Han Shanshan had given me as many as six this time. To cross the four regions of the Divine Land continent and reach the eastern border, I would need at least three of them. That distance was countless times farther than the journey from Linye Nation to the Worldly Sect!
I flew in a great circle, naturally searching for landmarks the whole time. My Ninth Tribulation aura kept spreading as I used flying spells, causing all the desolate beasts below to flee as if they could not escape quickly enough. There probably were no sects in this mountain range, but the desolate beasts had all migrated in every direction to avoid the human-immortal