The pond that was the hundred-odd archipelagos of the Sun Moon Star Three Sea Regions in the Gouwu Sea could no longer contain him.
Great Jin, that truly vast heartland of the Nanhua Realm, was where Qing Chen now aimed to continue increasing his cultivation and combat strength.
Qing Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe stirring gently in the evening breeze blowing from Cloud Dream Marsh.
In the distant prefectural city, lights came on one after another, like a river of stars descending into the mortal world.
A dark demon lotus flashed in the depths of his eyes and vanished.
"'A place among the Heavenly Gang hundred is not his ambition; one day he will soar upon the whirlwind into the nine heavens.' Interesting, very interesting. Those words truly speak my heart."
With that, he turned and walked toward Yunmeng Prefectural City, where the Iron Household had arranged a contact point.
He did not intend to go there tonight, however. For now, he would relax for a night first.
From the Gouwu Sea to Southern Yue, then all the way from Southern Yue to the Capital Region, he had traveled twenty or thirty million li. Even with his current late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation and the aid of the Minor Five Elements One-Origin Evasion Art and the Primordial Magnetism Divine Boat, the journey had taken him more than half a month.
Wind and frost had inevitably battered his face, and his divine sense had remained taut.
Especially after all his killing and fighting over the years, his mind had remained like the string of a fully drawn bow. Even though his combat strength now placed him among the top hundred on the Heavenly Gang Ranking, he could not truly treat himself as a man forged from