Profound Wind Sea Region!
In the void!
Three or four figures were flying on Magic Tools, chatting and laughing as they hurried along.
Suddenly.
A streak of flowing light erupted with vast, surging pressure and shot past, like a crack of thunderbolt lightning—unbelievably fast.
One moment earlier.
That golden radiance had still been a hundred li away.
The next moment.
That golden light had already vanished into the far end of their sight, into that region shrouded in white mist.
At this sight.
The group of Qi Refining Stage Mortal Cultivators riding Magic Tools all revealed looks of amazement.
At the same time, they began discussing it.
"That golden sword light was so fast—it crossed a hundred li in an instant!
But why does it seem a little familiar?"
"Obviously!
With such astonishing escape speed, and returning to the clan grounds at this time, who else could it be besides Clan Granduncle Changming, who cultivates the [Golden Light Sword Escape]?"
"Now that you mention it, it does look like him!"
"I wonder whether that Clan Granduncle Changming just now was a puppet avatar or his true body?"
"My guess is that this time it should be his true body. Have you forgotten our mission?"
"That's possible!"
"Ancestor's lifespan is nearing its end. I imagine several Golden Core elders will be returning."
"Exactly!"
"If not for Ancestor, how could our Cheng Immortal Clan possess the foundation we have today? Let alone occupy an island with a Spirit Vein attached."
"The only pity is that it's merely a minor Spirit Vein."
"If it were a medium Spirit Vein, we could cultivate peacefully within the clan and send puppets out to earn Spirit Stones for us."
"Who among us doesn't think so!"
"In the Profound Wind Sea Region alone, at least a thousand