"Go back?" Zhou Weixing asked in confusion.
"Yes, go back. Staying here does us no good. After returning, we can ask Yang Yichuan. His understanding of the Netherworld Forbidden Land is far beyond ours."
Although no one knew exactly why, they could all see that Yang Yichuan's knowledge of the Netherworld Forbidden Land was indeed exceptional.
Despite their curiosity, no one pried too much. After all, compared to Yang Yichuan, it was clearly his son, Yang Fan, who piqued more curiosity.
With this comparison, their curiosity about Yang Yichuan waned a bit.
Soon, Mo Ruhai made a decision, and the members of Canglan Sect quickly boarded the flying boat and headed back to their sect.
Meanwhile, the news of unusual occurrences in the Netherworld Forbidden Land spread rapidly across the Nine Heavens Continent.
Cultivators, who had once yearned for it but had no opportunity, saw it as a heaven-sent chance and rushed towards the Netherworld Forbidden Land like moths to a flame.
