Though it was only seven or eight hundred li, the allied group took several hours to cover the distance. Even Qi Refining Stage Cultivators would never have moved this slowly. But everyone had joined forces with their own agendas, and two unknown Nascent Soul level cultivators were waiting ahead. It would be no good to get into a clash, especially if they ran into some particularly troublesome Monster Beasts. So the group had no choice but to proceed cautiously, concealing their auras at every step. They journeyed in silence, crossing mountains and streams without a word.
Lei Dong and the Saintess were relatively weak, so they were even more cautious, doing their utmost not to let the slightest trace of their auras escape.
When they reached the foot of the sheer cliff, the group looked down to see a vast canyon, like a colossal sword that had cleaved a mountain in two. The cliff faces were smooth as mirrors, without a blade of grass in sight. Desolation and bleakness stretched in every direction. Giant boulders and shattered stones littered the canyon floor. Yet amid the jumble of broken rocks, a small corner of an ancient ruin could just barely be seen. Everyone there was a seasoned cultivator with keen eyes, and even from afar, they could make out that the exposed corner had a distinctive design, imbued with an ancient, imposing aura.
Judging by its appearance, some inexplicable geological upheaval seemed to have created this landscape.
"Indeed, the world had been turned upside down." The Saintess, who had been silent until then, looked moved and sighed with emotion. "The temple entrance had actually appeared here. It seems that if an earthquake hadn't shaken the palace doors loose, it would have been lost to history forever."
Hearing her heartfelt sigh, Lei