The Cloud Boat tore through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, another two days had passed.
With Lin Heng leading the charge, their speed was naturally pushed to the limit.
Then everyone took turns channeling True Yuan into the boat's hull, forcibly compressing what had been a four-day journey into two.
Standing at the bow, Lin Heng spotted the direction of Immortal Sect Pass from afar.
More accurately, he spotted where the pass used to be...
Because there was nothing left there now, only charred ruins and shattered formation foundations.
"They retreated?"
Lin Heng frowned.
The pass could no longer be held. The Immortal Sect had withdrawn more than forty li and hastily erected a fortress at the entrance to a valley, barely forming a new defensive line.
"Heng'er."
Meng Yutong stepped out of the cabin and gazed toward the makeshift fortress ahead.
"Why does something happen in the north every other day? Should we shift our focus north from now on?"
After a pause, she added, "As for those remnants in the south, leaving them to the Nine Dust Alliance and having Little Yueli and the others deal with them should be more than enough, right?"
Lin Heng wrapped an arm around her shoulders and nodded. "(*｀▽′*) Hehehe, Little Cabbage is invincible under heaven. Those remnants of the Immortal Clans in the south can be left to Little Li.
Let your disciple speak from the bottom of his heart: the Immortal Clans of the Central Domain are simply no match for this bunch in the north."
"Oh? You mean those rats of the Northern Domain are harder to deal with than the seven great Immortal Clans?"
"Yes! What we have seen so far is merely the Martial Path and the Medical Path stirring up trouble.
But