Twenty days later.
Travel-worn, Xiao Yan appeared on Tianluo Continent, then immediately plunged into the cross-continent spiritual teleportation array within Tianluo City.
Logically speaking, as one of the ten supercontinents of the Great Thousand World, Tianluo Continent should have had no shortage of fortuitous encounters. Moreover, Xiao Yan knew the locations of those opportunities like the back of his hand.
However, first, Xiao Yan was currently heading to the Northern Heavens Continent and had no time to search Tianluo Continent for opportunities. Second, Tianluo Continent's greatest opportunity was the inheritance of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor and the Ancient Heavenly Palace.
As an Emperor Realm expert, Xiao Yan had long since forged his own path. He was not particularly interested in the Ancient Heavenly Emperor's inheritance, and he was confident that his own path was no weaker than that Ancient Heavenly Emperor's.
Besides, Xiao Yan had no interest in stealing the opportunity of that Son of the Plane who had not even been born yet. He disdained doing so.
By his calculations, Lu Heng, the Saint Demon Emperor of Tianluo Continent's Saint Demon Sect, and Mandala, the ruler of the Great Luo Heaven Territory, should have escaped from the Ancient Heavenly Palace long ago. Perhaps they had even entered the Earthly Sovereign Realm and established their respective forces.
Speaking of which, the Ancient Heavenly Emperor, a late Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign, had truly been terrifyingly powerful.
Those two Earthly Sovereign powerhouses who dominated Tianluo Continent and could summon wind and rain with a wave of their hands were merely his mount, the Ancient Tiger Dragon, and a mandala flower he had planted in the Heavenly Palace's rear garden.
This overwhelming sense of déjà vu always made Xiao Yan feel as if he were reading Journey to the West.
The immortals of