Normally, Jiang Wanzhao had always been operating with a main force of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect. In such a team, there would certainly be a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator overseeing things. Yet under these circumstances, Gongyang Wuji still dared to target her; his audacity was truly beyond the ordinary. He was entirely relying on his immense fortune to do whatever he pleased.
With the Holy Lotus advancing at full speed overnight, a desolate land of jagged, bizarre rocks with virtually no plant life appeared ahead. These strange rocks were not only grotesque in shape but also gargantuan, stretching into the distance like a scattered array of small mountains.
