He had not expected this trip to broaden his horizons— even Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal cultivators had come to join the fray.
At once, Wang Tian leapt from the Flying Boat. Holding the Nine Provinces Cauldron, he kept pace alongside it, his divine sense constantly blanketing the surroundings. At the slightest disturbance, he would be able to strike swiftly.
Seeing Wang Tian do this, Bao Xiaotou took up position on the Flying Boat's left side, while Gu Qingzhi guarded its rear.
Ye Lin stood at the very front of the Flying Boat with the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor in hand. Together, they tightly encircled the vessel at the center.
Yun Zhilan, meanwhile, folded her arms and leaned against the railing at the Flying Boat's edge. It was not yet time for her to act.
The moment that seventh-layer Golden Immortal cultivator lurking in the shadows dared to make a move, it would be her turn.
"Ah..."
Looking at the people around him, Qin Unrivaled let out a sigh.
Back then, he had been someone capable of standing on his own, yet now he was being protected by these people like a baby.
For someone as proud and unyielding as him, that feeling was truly hard to bear.
Time continued to pass, and the Flying Boat continued onward. Yet strangely enough, they had already crossed half of Silver Moon Valley, but the people hiding in the shadows still had not made a move.
They had clearly detected those people, yet from beginning to end, they had not acted.
What exactly were they waiting for?
"Up ahead is the very heart of Silver Moon Valley. At its center lies a natural Illusion Formation. Once inside, one can lose all sense of direction, and even divine sense and perception will be