Sitting in his seat, Yu Hong felt a tangle of confusion in his heart.
Truth and illusion, he could no longer distinguish reality.
Listening to his master and Qian Rong gossip about why the sect hadn't contacted them or handed over minerals in such a long time, his attention was gradually drawn back.
"For the sect... it's a long story. They are also facing the onslaught of the Great Annihilation right now. Coming here is actually very troublesome because the two star zones that originally belonged to us were eroded a few years ago. Now, there's only a very narrow path that can be used for jumping and traversing. Low-cultivation crew members can't make the trip without being detected," Qian Rong sighed.
"Which two star zones?" Yu Xuezi asked in a low voice.
"Heavenly Spring and Dingshan, the Golden Immortal seniors responsible for them are missing...." Qian Rong's expression became gloomy.
