Several months later, the capital of the Cloud Mulberry Kingdom.
This place had become the Western Expeditionary Force's new forward base.
Qin He did not choose a new residence. He found a secluded spot and released his Corpse Burning Room No. 7, which became his foothold.
Everyone was busy, each occupied with their own tasks.
Qin He, on the other hand, seemed rather leisurely. Settling into a recliner, he flipped through the little booklet given to him by the Domain Gate Palace.
Inside were the approximate location of the Spirit Vulture Palace, along with some strange tales and anecdotes about the Western Regions.
To Qin He now, strange tales and anecdotes had long ceased to be secrets. Only the Spirit Vulture Palace remained, its exact whereabouts still undiscovered.
Qin He had sent Lang Qing to specifically inquire after news of the Spirit Vulture Palace. It had already set off and ventured deep into the Far West Land for over a year.
Yet not a single word had returned, as though a stone had sunk into the sea.
After the Supernatural Disturbance erupted, the veils of heavenly secrets gradually scattered like clouds and mist, and all manner of historical information manifested in the world. The Western Expeditionary Force had a squad of several hundred people dedicated to gathering such information and communicating with the great clans of the Far West Land.
Yet they had found nothing.
Clearly, the existence of the Spirit Vulture Palace was still hidden behind the veil of heavenly secrets.
According to the Domain Gate Palace, the Spirit Vulture Palace was the source of the supernatural and likely held a passage leading to the Divine Realm.
Those supernatural entities that had descended from the upper realm might have crossed realms through that place.
The Shadow Play was exceedingly