Countless people were rushing toward this place.
Of course, there were also those who took their time.
For example, a genius from the Xue Lineage. This genius had a name of great poetic charm: Xue Huanhuan.
No one knew whether it was because of that name or for some other reason, but Xue Huanhuan did everything with extraordinary composure.
Of course, in the eyes of most people, he could also be said to suffer from chronic slowness.
When Xue Huanhuan saw the strange phenomenon, he slowly sat up, slowly studied the rules, slowly tidied himself, slowly walked out of the valley, then unhurriedly galloped across the vast earth.
To be honest, his speed was not slow. In fact, he was even somewhat faster than the others.
But on him, that speed somehow gave people the feeling that he was 'sauntering along.'
Given Xue Huanhuan's level of talent, he could have obtained a title in the Xue Lineage. But when the family discussed his temperament, all the old ancestors sighed from the bottom of their hearts. "That name is just too fitting. Let's not change it..."
At the storm's center.
Fang Che was hiding several thousand zhang beneath the waters of Lake Heart Island, where he had dug a new cave.
Waiting by the stump for the rabbit.
He wanted to try digging upward from below, to see whether he could take advantage of being close to the water and moon and dig into the ancient tomb first.
The snakes and centipedes chasing him could not reach this depth at all. Of course, they had only wanted to get onto the island; they had not specifically been chasing him.
After hiding, once his cultivation recovered, he secretly swam up to the surface. Just beneath the water, he hid beneath enormous lotus