After all, the resources of the Southern Continent are too scarce, the forces of the Eastern Continent too strong, perhaps the Western Continent is just right.
Moreover, there aren't any sect forces to compete for disciples.
"Master, shall we depart now to rescue those humans being kept captive?"
The Ten Thousand Transformations Pill Furnace inquired.
"No hurry."
"Now is not the right time to rescue those mortals."
"It's better to wait for a while."
Jiang Fan squinted his eyes.
Due to continuous use of the Fortune-Telling Talisman, his judgment of fortunes and misfortunes has become sharper.
He can even use his innate divine techniques - Emperor's Gaze, to see the destiny and fortune of other beings.
He can sense that the Iron Wing Race seems to be facing a great calamity soon.
If he waits for the calamity to erupt, he would naturally have the opportunity to seize the chance, rescue those mortals.
He could also strike while the iron is hot, seizing fortune.
