Ma Qianxiu continued walking forward.
This time, however, he no longer needed to be as cautious as before.
After passing through the Long Clan's search area, the surroundings had become increasingly desolate.
There were no cultivators searching the area, nor were there any signs of other factions nearby.
The farther he went, the quieter it became.
Eventually, he couldn't see anyone in his surroundings.
Ma Qianxiu finally relaxed a little.
The territory the various factions needed to cover was enormous. Even if they continued searching without rest, reaching this place would take them at least three days.
Thinking of this, Ma Qianxiu quickened his pace.
The golden map within his consciousness had become increasingly restless, guiding him in a particular direction.
He followed its guidance, crossing desolate mountains and passing through valleys that had seemingly remained untouched for countless years.
Finally, he stopped.
