Do I Not Look Like an Expert?

"Fellow Daoist, we'll arrive in two more days. I can feel that it isn't far from me," Zhengjiao said excitedly.

Three days earlier, Chen Feng and Zhengjiao had set out from the Star-Breaking Cult for Falling Rosy Clouds Valley.

They had only one objective: to find that fragment of Zhengjiao's soul.

Before they left, Zuo Poxing had also gathered Spirit Treasure materials for Chen Feng, who had handed them over to Zeng Niu to take back to the Outer Sea.

Now that the war between Moon-Gazing City and the Expansion Divine Sect had broken out again, many dharma ships traveled between the Inner and Outer Seas, making it easy for Outer Sea cultivators to return from the Inner Sea.

Once the new Aerospace Carrier was built, the people of the Xingfeng Sect would be able to reach the Inner Sea.

Chen Feng said, "If that soul fragment is too powerful, I'll retreat immediately."

"Uh, everything is up to you, Fellow Daoist." Zhengjiao knew it was unlikely that Chen Feng would take a risk. If he couldn't beat the enemy, he would probably be the first to retreat.

All he could do now was hope that his soul fragment's strength hadn't improved too much over the years.

Otherwise, this trip would have been for nothing, and he might even lose his own life here.

Zhengjiao had no doubt that Chen Feng would abandon him outright if danger struck.

Falling Rosy Clouds Valley lay at the border between the Northern and Southern Regions. Black mist shrouded it all year round, and not even a Nascent Soul Cultivator's Divine Sense could penetrate it.

No one knew how the black mist had formed. Some said a mighty figure from High Antiquity had used heaven-reaching means to create it.

Others said a vicious beast from