"Yes," Yuan Xiang nodded. "It is said that Huntian Holy Temple was once the strongest sect in the world, and that secret realm was also the largest of all secret realms. It's a pity that now it has become the Corpse Race's corpse breeding ground. It is said that even the Golden Corpse King Corpse Fiend has renamed the Huntian Holy Temple to the Corpse King Palace."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ye's face showed a contemplative expression, and a faint idea began to emerge in his mind.
As they traveled, Yuan Xiang, who was untouched by worldly affairs, poured out all the information she knew like beans in a bamboo tube, one by one.
Lu Ye and Ying Wuji occasionally asked questions but spent more time listening quietly.
On the second day in the Unparalleled Continent, Lu Ye finally began to understand some of the situation in this world.
"We're almost at our base." Yuan Xiang, who was leading the way, suddenly reduced her fleeing light and descended towards the ground below.
