The Flying Boat covered a thousand li a day.
After racing through the night, the monotonous grassland around them gave way to rolling, winding mountains, with many more fields and farm tracks among them.
Once the sun rose, the Flying Boat slowed noticeably.
Seeing this, the Cui brothers realized they were nearing their destination.
Sure enough, as the strange phenomena around Chen Cuo gradually subsided, Xiang Ran stepped closer and said quietly, "According to the sect's plans, we're to go to Chang'an first. The emperor of the Tang Kingdom has invited many sect leaders. He also sent the Crown Prince back to the mountain gate with an invitation, so the sect master personally went."
"When I left, Li Jiancheng was still in the mountain gate's Secret Realm. Has he made two round trips since then?"
When Chen Cuo had left, he had beaten the Fortune True Dragons of the eldest and second Li brothers right there on the spot, without even considering the consequences.
"I don't know the details," Xiang Ran said, her expression unchanged. "But the Li Tang Crown Prince has always treated Great Hua Mountain with great courtesy. Perhaps that has something to do with the sect master's background."
"Forty years ago, Fourth Senior Brother kept the Li Household at arm's length. Now that they have the prestige of a mortal dynasty, the ties between them can only have grown more complicated. Why would he go in person?" Chen Cuo nodded. "I really should make a trip to Chang'an."
At that moment, Chen Cuo's expression abruptly changed. The phantom River of Time appeared beside him of its own accord, and amid the roaring waters, torrents of purple qi surged out and became a Divine Dragon!
But the Divine Dragon's scales were shattered all over, and its aura was