Xu Qingtong pondered inwardly, This place is at least a thousand li from where the Man in Brocade Robes was killed. Even if the Heavenly Mystery Palace's grand elder is a peak Golden Core cultivator, surely he couldn't sense anything from so far away! As he thought it over, he quietly made up his mind.
He took out the Three Saints Bell and began directing his divine sense into it. With his experience refining Ancient Treasures on several occasions, Xu Qingtong finished refining the Three Saints Bell in less than two hours.
From then on, he had another means of fighting his enemies.
After flying continuously for a day and a night, Xu Qingtong finally saw Canggen Mountain. He slowly lowered the Ink Cloud Shuttle, jumped to the ground, and cast a mudra to put it away.
He took out the jade slip and checked his position. His destination was less than thirty li away. Xu Qingtong found a secluded spot, sat cross-legged, and rested in meditation.
After flying nonstop for a day and a night, he felt a trace of fatigue despite having the Ink Cloud Shuttle to carry him.
As Xu Qingtong rested in meditation, he released his divine sense, constantly sweeping the surroundings. In an unfamiliar place, remaining vigilant at all times was the surest way to stay alive!
Two hours later, Xu Qingtong's physical strength and magic power had both returned to their peak. He stood, took out the jade slip, and examined it carefully, continually comparing it with the surrounding terrain.
A little later, Xu Qingtong mounted the Cloud-Howling Sword and flew into Canggen Mountain. Within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he arrived beside a modest hill.
Although the hill was not tall, its terrain was rather unusual. The seemingly