Before leaving, Zhu Minglang swept through the Hidden Fog Sect's Spirit Fruits, Divine Spring, and Immortal Roots, and he couldn't help grinding his teeth at the thought of the abundant Spirit Roots produced here each year.
When the time was right, he would still need to quickly take control of Dragon Tail Mountain. What if one day, Xuan Wu and Qin Xiang were bullied? After all, there existed a contract between them similar to the bond of kinship.
"We need to pass through this Ancient Mountain. The direction should be correct, and hopefully, we won't end up on some strange and peculiar continent," Zhu Minglang said.
The seas near Dragon Tail Mountain had many ancient mountains floating, which would change location with the tides, like an ancient mountain fog array, isolating the outside world and at the same time, sheltering the inhabitants of Dragon Tail Mountain.
Waiting for the tides, Queen Xuan Wu earnestly discerned the mountain ranges that emerged in the sea.