In the Ancient Realm, within the domain of the Dead Earth.
In a certain area of the Golden Immortal's ruins, amidst a range of towering peaks and mountains, several figures, riding the storm, cut through the void, traveling across thousands of miles.
The celestial winds swept through, dissipating the thick fog between the peaks, and three celestial lights rapidly approached and landed atop a mountain peak.
"Whoosh——!"
In an instant, nine-colored mystical light dispersed, and the true appearances of the three figures were revealed—it was none other than Jiang Chengxuan and Yun Nanfeng, who had just experienced a fierce battle.
"Let's rest here. There's a certain force field within this mountain that obscures the fate and causality, so even if someone follows our traces, they won't be able to find us," Jiang Chengxuan said as he casually dismissed his celestial energy, his voice tinged with a hint of exhaustion.