"So this is the site of the Ye Ling Immortal City ruins."
After leaving Yanhu Square, Lü Zhong headed straight northwest. He traveled for over an ancient hour, using up several vials of powder, only to find a massive pool of corruption when he arrived.
He looked around for a long time, but there was no sign of any cultivator activity.
'What a wasted trip!'
He continued heading west.
At first, he could still see some ruins, but gradually, all that remained was a ground covered in corruption.
It stretched out in a continuous sheet, with no end in sight.
Along the way, he came across a crashed Mountain Shaking Ship, planted nose-down in the pool of corruption. Judging by the corrosion on its hull, the crash must have happened about five years ago.
He made a point to inspect it. The ship's hull was almost perfectly intact, with only minor damage here and there, a testament to its extraordinary craftsmanship. Compared to it, an ordinary Flying Ship was like a canoe.
