What appeared before Li Chen now was a desolate Gobi stretching as far as the eye could see. A silver moon hung above the horizon like a jade platter, seeming to drape the entire land in a thin veil.
All around lay utter stillness, seemingly devoid of life. Yet as Li Chen spread his divine sense over the land, he could clearly sense boundless vitality being nurtured within this desert.
Between Heaven and Earth, rich spiritual energy as dense as that of a lesser Blessed Land filled the wilderness, revealing a foundation for cultivation utterly different from that of the Outer Domain's starry sky.
This was precisely the homeland of the Righteous Qi Continent as Hu Ze remembered it: a land blessed with nature's treasures, where hallowed soil nurtured exceptional people. Yet its spiritual currents were also dispersed, driving its various races and their associated Dao Paths toward unique forms of development suited to their nature.
"The facts prove that the Immortal Alliance hasn't reached the point of stopping me at any cost, even risking war with the Demon Race of the Righteous Qi Continent or the forces of Great Qian."
"Once they realized outside forces might intervene, with a massive army also pressing against the eastern border and the situation growing increasingly complicated, they probably gave up altogether."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have made it here so easily."
For some reason, Li Chen suddenly felt a little wistful, though also somewhat relieved.
"Hu Ze, I'll report this matter to the palace exactly as it happened. Just you wait!"
Seeing Li Chen lead his few companions off the Flying Boat, Qi Feng finally mustered the courage to leave him with a threat.
But in the blink of an eye, the Flying Boat's cabin door closed, and it soared upward with a