Xu Xiaoshou abruptly cut off his chaotic thoughts, breaking into a cold sweat.
At this moment, why am I reminiscing about the good times in Tiansang Spirit Palace? What am I thinking?
"Of course, Dao Qiongcang might still be deceiving me. I need to find someone trustworthy to ask..."
He called out in his heart several times but received no response.
Xu Xiaoshou expanded his perception and simultaneously used Spatial Upanishad to forcefully compress the surrounding space, thereby relatively expanding his range.
Ten thousand miles, a hundred thousand miles, three hundred thousand miles...
All vague, unimportant things were completely ignored.
His perception stretched out into the distance, using sword cognition to search for sword cognition. Xu Xiaoshou tried to locate his unreliable but greatest supporter.
Soon, in the far south of the Central Region, in a bustling port town, he spotted a familiar shabby figure.
Bazhun'an!
...
Bazhun'an also came to the Central Region?
