The vast Yanguo, covering a million miles, was equivalent to the size of a city like Tuocheng.
After detecting Xie Wudi's intentions, Xie Tian's vigilance finally eased a little.
Thus, in less than an hour, the entire team flew to the location of Yandu.
"Indeed, the mortal world."
Xie Tian swept his gaze over Yandu, committing it to memory, then said to the mad old man, "Grandpa Crazy, I'll trouble you."
"Alright."
Even though he had just reached the stage of merging and achieved the title of a land immortal, the mad old man's profound cultivation allowed his spirit sense to expand twenty thousand miles in just three breaths.
"Within twenty thousand miles, there is no trace of cultivation breath."
Xie Tian nodded and looked toward the Yandu palace below.
Because of the appearance of their group, a dense crowd had already knelt before Yandu palace.
