For three years, Chen Changan and his companions had flown in the same direction—a full three years.
By now, they had long since left the territory of the sects. As for where they had ended up, none of them knew.
Although Chen Changan's targets were the Cloud Rain Pavilion and Destroy Chen Hall, he knew full well that he could not show himself.
At least, he could not appear before them yet.
The Qin Family recognized him, so organizations on the level of Destroy Chen Hall and the Cloud Rain Pavilion very likely had portraits of Chen Changan as well.
The moment he appeared, his identity would undoubtedly be exposed.
Though exposure was only a matter of time, now was not that time.
Suddenly, all three of them stopped and looked toward the same spot.
"This..."
"That's pretty bizarre."
"What is this place?"
"It looks rather different," Da Huang said in surprise.
Hearing Da Huang's words, Chen Changan and Mu Yunyao both nodded.
Other factions lived within grotto-heavens. At most, there were a few cities in the outside world.
But what lay before them was not a city—or rather, not an ordinary city. It was far too large.
It looked more like some faction's headquarters, yet it did not quite fit the way things worked in Chaos Heaven. It seemed oddly out of place.
"Big brother, I feel like this place is bigger than most grotto-heavens."
"How many people could it hold?"
"Enough for over a hundred million, right?"
A place this vast could easily accommodate over a hundred million people. The question was, why make it so big?
Were there really over a hundred million people living here?
"Shall we go take a look?" Mu Yunyao asked.
"Yes."
"Let's see what's going on." Chen Changan had indeed become intensely