"Not bad, still cautious."
Although Gu Yuan was tens of thousands of miles away at this moment, the situation of these Loose Cultivators did not escape his eyes.
Seeing the few people scavenging the Iron Armor Turtle and Gu Yuan's group for treasures, then hastily leaving, Gu Yuan praised them and shifted his attention to the location of Yuqiao Immortal Palace's mountain gate.
Next, he planned to stir up quite a commotion, so the bigger the noise, the better.
Thinking this way, Gu Yuan opened his palm, and threads of black-purple Thunder Light began to gather and brew, "zzzzzzzz" sounds included.
Each thread of Thunder Light seemed tiny but could destroy everything within dozens of miles once erupted.
And as these Thunder Lights merged, they seemed to be brewing something, crackling loudly.
After flying tens of thousands of miles, a thousand miles ahead, a massive Immortal Island appeared before his eyes.
