To the East Sea!

At the Eighth Summit, Empyrean Sword Sect.

Mountains and rivers interspersed, and there was a continuous cacophony of insects and birds.

In this place with a good environment, there was a palace.

At this moment, wisps of spiritual energy were rising in the palace.

In the secret room, Liu Nanzhi, who was wearing a long dress, sat cross-legged. Her forehead was covered in sparkling sweat, and her entire body was filled with wisps of spiritual energy fluctuations.

Ever since she returned from the Fallen Phoenix Hill Mystic Realm to this Eighth Summit, she had seen so many experts.

Liu Nanzhi also knew that if she wanted to follow Shen Ran's footsteps, she could only cultivate diligently and try her best to shorten the gap between her and Shen Ran.

Therefore, after returning, she entered into a long seclusion.

After an unknown period of seclusion, she slowly opened her eyes and heaved a sigh of relief.