Chen Changan had spent half a year laying a grand formation on Holy Dragon Mountain. Its purpose was to guard against the unexpected.
After all, he had been away for so long. Who knew whether the Anti-Saint Alliance or the Eternal Sacred Hall might suddenly get the urge to send people to besiege the sect?
Once he had taken care of everything, Chen Changan left Nanwu Land with Mu Yunyao and Xue Kui.
"We can't just wander around looking for them with no clue where to start, can we?"
"Do you have any ideas?"
Hearing Xue Kui's question, Chen Changan also felt that searching aimlessly like this wasn't a good idea.
"Actually, I've been wondering about something."
"Why did that person leave those two things behind?"
"Did he know he was going to die?"
"And the Void Realm—if nobody knows whether it even exists, how did that person discover it back then?"
"He left them behind, yet made it impossible for anyone else to find them. That's rather contradictory."
"Where did he die?"
"Was there some kind of burial place after his death?"
A burial place?
"I really don't know about that. Are you suggesting that the Void Realm is his own grave?"
"Could that... be possible?"
Chen Changan didn't know whether it was possible either, but at least it gave them a lead.
"I don't think I've ever heard where that person died or whether he had a tomb."
"Finding out won't be easy. After all, so many years have passed."
"I'm afraid not many people who knew him are still around."
"Perhaps someone in the Anti-Saint Alliance or the Eternal Sacred Hall might know."
"But would they... tell you?"
Hearing Xue Kui's words, Chen Changan furrowed his brow. It would probably be difficult to get information from the