Yuanmeng Kingdom, Wanglan Mountains.
This place was very close to the Mulan Grassland. From the highest peak, one could see the boundless grasslands stretching into the distance.
The mountain range was majestic, filled with all manner of poisonous miasma and strange insects. It was incomparably dangerous; even Core Formation cultivators could encounter things that threatened their lives here.
Han Li stood alone beneath a cliff, pale white mist flowing around him. He raised his head and gazed at a spot on the cliff face, where a dead tree grew, resembling a True Dragon roaring toward the heavens.
The three Nine Nations Alliance cultivators whom Han Li had rescued and who had served as his guides had already returned to their respective homes.
After entering the Wanglan Mountains, they had encountered many dangers. If Han Li had not been so skilled, the three of them would likely have died violent deaths already.
It could only be said that True Person Han was kind-hearted and never sabotaged his teammates.
An Ancient Cave Abodes that even Master regarded so highly... I wonder what lies inside... Han Li muttered inwardly.
Suddenly, the mist churned, and Qin Sheng appeared out of thin air not far from Han Li.
"Master." Han Li hurriedly bowed.
Such were the customs of the Mortal World. One had to show proper respect toward the strong and toward one's master.
Unlike the Shrouding the Heavens World, where, so long as a senior's moral character was high enough, lower-level cultivators could mingle freely with higher-level cultivators.
"It truly is a hidden cave abode, and a very ancient one." Qin Sheng nodded in satisfaction and praised, "Han Li, you did well."
"Master, is this your second disciple?" With a flash of light, Silvermoon took human form and curiously glanced at Han Li.
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