Seventy miles
Sixty miles
...
Almost simultaneously, in the Mystic Nether realm's midsection, the doors of the Wanhua Cave were suddenly slammed open. One after another, cultivators in hiding hurriedly took out stone shells and quickly burrowed into them.
During the major eruption of Earth's energy tide, if they didn't want to be assimilated, they had to use the erupting power to fly out of the Sea Eye in time.
Otherwise, those who didn't believe in evil, yet ultimately turned to dust, served as the best warning to them.
Forty miles!
Hmm?
In the midst of ascending, Zhao Sheng suddenly shifted his gaze, his Divine Sense already fixated on a spot a hundred yards away from the stone shell, within the torrent. There, a block of Green Radiant Tree fossil as large as a head concealed a pure green flame within itself.
"Yimu Green Flame! What a treasure."
