Figures streaked across the sky. They were not moving quickly; according to Shi Jin, the Ancient Immortal Realm held many dangers—not only from other cultivators, but also from the Spirit Beasts living there and certain unusual environments. For safety's sake, everyone remained extremely cautious.
Lin Chuan was still hung up on the fact that Shi Jin had been called Li Xiaoyao in his previous life. He found it utterly melodramatic, to the point that even the threat of the Sons of the Ancient Immortal had faded considerably in his mind.
After entering the Ancient Immortal Realm, everyone had assumed Shi Jin's matter had delayed them somewhat. Yet they were still ahead of the vast majority of cultivators, because they did not need to spend time gathering people.
The other major factions, and even independent cultivators, would all choose to gather a certain number of people before acting. It was not that no one traveled alone, but they generally did not end well.
The protectors of Akatsuki's divine envoys had followed Lin Chuan's instructions and gathered together after entering the Ancient Immortal Realm. He had not brought them along because what he intended to do was extremely dangerous; bringing too many people would only be detrimental. It was better to let them act freely and seek their own opportunities.
With their cultivation, they might not yet be able to contend against the foremost geniuses of Central River Continent, but among these tens of millions of cultivators, they should still rank around the upper-middle tier. If they stayed together, they would be capable of protecting themselves. Lin Chuan was not worried, especially since Lin Long and Faye were among them. The two of them were no weaker than Central River's top prodigies when it came to explosive power.
"The place we're heading