A distance of over a hundred thousand li was farther than mortals could travel in a lifetime, but for Jiang Ling and Si Shuo now, it took only a few breaths.
Along the way, they did not encounter a single vessel or member of the Immortal and Demon-Beast Allied Army.
Jiang Ling's fearsome reputation had spread far and wide over the past hundred-odd thousand years. Immortal Realm Cultivators wanted nothing more than to stay as far away from her as possible.
Jiang Ling enjoyed the peace and quiet herself and could not be bothered to travel with the army.
As a result, in this vast Wilds Desolation Realm, the only visitors who had actually descended from beyond its skies were the two of them.
And right now, Jiang Ling wanted nothing more than to kick the other visitor straight into the turbulent currents of the void.
"Hey! Fairy Jiang! Great-aunt Jiang! Slow down!"
Si Shuo chased after her, still chattering away:
"I hadn't finished what I was saying! Those female cultivators lined up from Cloud Brocade City to the Demon-Subduing Sea-I, Third Master Si, never even gave them a proper glance!"
"Of three thousand waters, I take only... holy shit!"
Before Si Shuo could finish, his words turned into a curse.
Ahead of him, Jiang Ling, who had been flying forward with her head down, stopped as well, instinctively gripping the saber hilt at her waist.
The two hovered in midair, looking down from above.
Before them lay the "Blank Grand Canyon" Si Shuo had deduced from the map.
How was this a blank canyon?
It was clearly an ancient, enormous city-the Demon Race Ancestral Court of the Wilds Desolation Realm!
At that moment, the Wilds Desolation Realm's Ancestral Court was enveloped in a faint formation, one of such a