In the desolate north.
Above the sea of clouds, a giant ship cut through the clouds and traveled at high speed.
At the bow of the ship, many figures stood still.
Tang Hao and Zao Huazi stood side by side and looked into the distance. His gaze pierced through the clouds and over tens of millions of miles to see the mountain range at the end of the earth.
"Tianluo mountain range ... We've arrived!"
Tang Hao said as he pointed ahead.
"I hope it's not a wasted trip!" Said Zao huaizi with a bitter smile as he looked forward.
It had already been five to six days since they left the sect. They had explored quite a few dangerous places, but they had almost all returned empty-handed.
"Little friend Tang, the name list you mentioned, it can't be wrong, right?"
An old man with a white beard standing next to Zao huaizi turned around and looked at Tang Hao.
