Hua Xue had traveled a long ways to reach her destination. The Burning Hands Sect several thousand lî south-west of Shang Imperial City--and she had journeyed here from the Ice Phoenix Mountain, which was another several thousand lî north of the Shang Kingdom’s capital. It wasn’t quite close to Zhiong Pass--through which a person could reach the Ming Province--but it was close enough to be concerning.
There weren’t any places for her to hide, so she was currently at an altitude of several hundred lî, standing on an ice phoenix. The Burning Hands Sect’s complex lay before her. It was a sprawling complex that could have passed for a city. She could sense over twenty thousand people living within it, making it one of the largest sects in the Shang Kingdom.
That made her even more concerned.