Having confirmed the boundaries of their territory, the people of the Spirit Martial Hall still had to plant special command flags throughout the area.
Once the two Supreme Elders of the Spirit Martial Hall entered the realm, they would sense the flags at once and gain the initiative.
The three continents Shi Lan had marked out covered an immense area, stretching hundreds of millions of miles in every direction. The terrain was rugged, and though the seas held many dangers, time was short. They had no choice but to split up and act.
To minimize the risk of mishaps, Shi Lan refined numerous protective talismans from her own blood and qi. She handed them out to the disciples as temporary life-saving treasures. A distance of hundreds of millions of miles was now nothing to her; she could cross it in an instant and sense the slightest disturbance.
With everything arranged, Shi Lan set out alone for the most distant border: Mingzhou.
In ancient times, Mingzhou had lain in a remote region. Some old texts mentioned that it was a gathering place for yin energy, teeming with demons and other sinister creatures. There were even rumors that it connected to the Yellow Springs below.
The moment she entered the waters belonging to Mingzhou, Shi Lan sensed a familiar aura of deathly yin and killing intent. She had dealt with the Yellow Springs more than once, and this aura clearly came from there.
There was no smoke without fire. Perhaps the ancient accounts that Mingzhou connected to the Yellow Springs had been true.
Because of the deathly yin and killing intent, few living creatures could be found nearby. Shi Lan went undisturbed as she made her way beneath the vast ocean, following the seabed mountain ranges and occasionally tossing down a command