The three set off.
Zhao Ziyue's leaf-sized skiff looked pitifully shabby, but it remained remarkably steady even with three people aboard.
The skiff cut through the Chaos mist, drifting in a direction completely different from Northern Dipper Immortal Mansion.
Along the way, they encountered quite a few cultivators withdrawing from the Sea of Chaos.
A group of cultivators from the Southern Bright Flame Continent of the Endless Starfield spotted the trio on the skiff from afar. Chi Yan, who led them, twitched at the corner of his mouth and forcibly slowed his escape light by half a beat. He then cupped his fists toward Xu Changqing from afar before flying away in the opposite direction without looking back.
Jian Wuchen of the Soaring Cloud Sword Pavilion in the Western Extremity Sword Continent was also retreating with several disciples. When he saw Xu Changqing and Zhao Ziyue seated side by side on the skiff, his sword-like brows lifted slightly.
He was a smart man. He did not need to ask what it meant for Northern Dipper's direct disciple and Guixu's representative to be traveling together.
Taking advantage of the peace and quiet, Xu Changqing voiced the question he had been holding back. "Lao Zhao, what exactly are the Guixu Dragon Burial Grounds like?"
Zhao Ziyue gave a half-smile. "Actually, those are two different things.
"Guixu Dragon Burial Grounds sounds like one place, but they have merely been put together.
"The Dragon Burial Grounds are exactly what they sound like—the place where the Dragon Clan is buried after death.
"From ancient times to the present, any Dragon Clan member that falls in the Four Mortal Domains, the Endless Starfield, the Heavenly Origin Realm, or even other realms—
"As long as they have not suffered complete destruction of body and soul, they will