"Big brother, Huaiyin City is just ahead. King of Nankang Chen Fangtai is stationed there now."
Three figures crossed the vast wilderness.
Zhang Jingbei led the way. Though his face had aged, his spirits were vigorous, and he strode ahead like an old horse still eager to lead the charge.
Behind him walked Chen Cuo's Golden Lotus Incarnation. He gazed toward the distant city, a keen light flickering in his eyes.
"Huainan and its surroundings are in turmoil. Along the way, we've seen soldiers, refugees, cultivators, and martial artists—the Three Teachings and Nine Schools beyond counting—all coming here in search of opportunity. What a tangled mess. This city is its heart. With a commandery prince of the Southern Kingdom holding it, one tug could set everything in motion. It should be a place where I can try to fulfill my Dao Thought..."
After several transformations, his incarnation looked as lifelike as ever even away from his true body. No one unaware of the truth would have guessed it was an incarnation.
Langhao brought up the rear. Doubts still troubled him, so he had probed carefully throughout the journey, yet he could find no flaw.
Earlier, they had fled from their pursuers, only to be targeted by a Magical Artifact and nearly fall into its trap. Fortunately, Chen Cuo had intervened in time.
When they learned that Chen Cuo intended to go to Huainan, several of Zhang Jingbei's friends had clearly been wary.
Under those circumstances, Chen Cuo had no intention of making things difficult for them. He had suggested that Zhang Jingbei and the others find somewhere to rest and recover. Their lifespans had been depleted, and their Qi and Blood had waned. Even a Longevity Cultivator would need years to recover their Primordial Vital Energy after such an ordeal,