They did not alert anyone. Concealing their auras, they began wandering the Big Dipper like the most ordinary cultivators—or even mortals.
Their first destination was the vast Northern Region of Eastern Wasteland.
They visited the terrifying ruins in Eastern Wasteland, remnants of an ancient great battle that had yet to fully dissipate.
Chi Xuan pointed at an unusual wildflower stubbornly growing amid the ruins and said,
"Senior Brother, look. Life is always so resilient."
Tan Lin remained silent.
Afterward, they went to the border barrier between the Northern Region and the Southern Region, gazing from afar at the ancient mountain range shrouded in endless darkness and exuding a heart-palpitating aura.
Undying Mountain.
Even from a distance of at least ten million li, Chi Xuan instinctively moved a little closer to Tan Lin as she stared into it and asked softly,
"Senior Brother, will the Supremes inside... really emerge in this great era?"
Tan Lin's gaze was profound as he watched the churning mist and slowly replied,
"When the time comes, they will naturally emerge."
A trace of worry flashed through Chi Xuan's eyes at his words, but she quickly concealed it.
They went to Divine City in the Northern Region of Eastern Wasteland. Though it no longer possessed the grandeur it had displayed at the beginning of this great era, and most cultivators within it—as well as those stationed there by various lineages—had gradually departed, it remained prosperous.
After all, most cultivators with cultivation and backing had left, while cultivators from minor forces, independent cultivators, and the vast number of mortals had remained.
Were there more who could not leave, or more who simply did not wish to?
Like a true young girl, Chi Xuan pulled Tan Lin along the streets, visiting the areas frequented by mortals, watching street performances,