Thanks to the reconnaissance of the vanguard troops, their journey proceeded smoothly. Along the way, they encountered many demon beasts, all of which were swiftly dispatched by the well-prepared cultivators. Pu Yanlan, amidst the group, looked ahead and behind to see countless streams of Flight Light forming an extremely dazzling band, surging towards the highest peak where the sect of the Zhengyuan Sect was located, like meteors chasing the moon...
"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that they were heading to their doom, Pu Yanlan felt it was rather spectacular!
Unfortunately, knowing that Wanmiao Mountain was not the least bit afraid of being besieged by these people, Pu Yanlan felt that the people around her were no different from moths to a flame!
