Chen Lin examined it.
He discovered that it was not river water, but seawater, and his eyes lit up. This should be an underground fissure connected to the sea. Following the current would lead him into the dark waters.
There was no need to worry about getting lost.
His mind settled.
Chen Lin extended his soul perception and sped along the river.
He encountered Mang Realm monsters twice along the way and instantly destroyed them both. After that, everything went smoothly. Just as he had expected, the river ended deep beneath the sea.
Once he arrived there,
Chen Lin did not dare linger underwater. He immediately protected himself with runic inscriptions and shot straight toward the surface, then transformed into a streak of light and hurtled southeast.
One year later.
After traveling through several places, Chen Lin descended from the sky and landed outside a city's gate.
"So this is Yuming City? How magnificent!"
Zhao Meng, who landed alongside Chen Lin, gazed toward the city gate, her eyes filled with anticipation and relief.
Their journey had been fraught with danger, leaving her on tenterhooks every day. Now that they had finally reached their destination, she could live a peaceful life.
Chen Lin's expression relaxed as well.
He had genuinely feared that the city might no longer exist.
Since dark descent, the destruction of cities had become commonplace. Even having a Wheel Realm cultivator stationed there was no use. Once a powerful monster set its sights on a city, destruction could come overnight.
As long as the city still stood, Hua Yi and the others had a chance of being alive.
"Come on. Let's head inside."
Chen Lin called to her and strode into the city.
He had not even inquired about the city's situation beforehand. After a year of familiarizing