When Xiao Hua spoke of the Three Great Continents, of Yilin Continent, and of the Myriad Monster Realm, the Myriad Thunder Valley disciples were once again swept away in fascination. They truly had never imagined that Xiaoyu Continent, which in their eyes was as vast as heaven and earth itself, was merely a corner of Yilin Continent, a Lost Land—and that the entire Yilin Continent was only one of the Four Great Continents! Above the Four Great Continents, there was even a Myriad Monster Realm where the Demon Race lived!
Xiang Zhili's eyes shone with an unusual light. He winked at Wu Qing, clearly intending to discuss going to the Myriad Monster Realm with him. Who would have thought that Wu Qing's eyes rolled a few times before he gave a slight shake of his head? Seeing that Wu Qing ignored him, Xiang Zhili lifted his nose and let out a silent snort, then pricked up his ears to listen again.
Xiao Hua gave a rough account of his experiences, and it actually took more than half a day. The Myriad Thunder Valley crowd listened until they were dumbstruck, only coming back to their senses after a long while. Zhuo **** said softly, "Alas, poor Xue Xue..."
Wu Qing frowned. "Senior Brother, how can that immortal formation be broken?"
Xiao Hua shook his head and said to Wu Qing, "An immortal formation should have been laid by immortals. With our strength, it is difficult to confront it head-on. Even now, I have yet to find a way to break it..."
"What can I do to help?" Wu Qing hurriedly asked.
Xiao Hua smiled and waved his hand. "There is no need for you to overthink this. Cultivate properly and protect Myriad Thunder Valley—that is stronger than anything else! Oh, right,