High above, the eight Jade Swords streaked through the sky like meteors, trailing faint, silvery-white paths that guided the group onward. The cultivators from the various forces moved with astonishing speed, their true essence circulating around them as they followed close behind the swords. Their sleeves fluttered, and the sound of rushing air never ceased. Yun Ce led the way, his expression calm. He occasionally glanced at Qin Yu, noticing the subtle fluctuations in the young man's aura. A flicker of understanding passed through his eyes. Qin Yu, Hou Fei, and Li'er followed close at Yun Ce's sides, while Black Feather spread his wings and kept watch from low in the air, alert to every movement around them.
They raced onward. The sea beneath them gradually gave way to the contours of an endless stretch of land, with mountains and rivers faintly visible in the distance. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth grew thinner as well. Unlike the abundant spiritual energy of the overseas cultivation world, the energy here carried the faint traces of mortal life. It was sparse, yet strangely familiar.
"Something's not right. This direction..." Azure Dragon followed close behind the Jade Swords, gazing into the distance at the landmass coming into view below. Suddenly, he cried out in surprise, "We're actually north of the Star Pavilion! I never expected the ninth Jade Sword to be on the Hidden Dragon Continent!"
At his words, everyone glanced toward the land below. Master Yan Xu furrowed his brow, his tone tinged with disdain. "The Hidden Dragon Continent? Why would it be here? The Jade Swords are ancient treasures. How could one have fallen into this spiritually barren Mortal Realm?" In his view, the Mortal Realm was full of ordinary people of little strength, unworthy of such a treasure. It