Lan Xihe had not been in the mood to cultivate for a long time now. She learned that many cultivators in the Great Void, especially the silver-armored guards and the black-armored guards, had gone to the Unknown Land. The guards were usually only dispatched when the imbalance had grown almost uncontrollable.
She had inquired about many things but did not find out anything useful. The Hall Master did not seem to care about worldly affairs and Ouyang Ziyun did not have any important news either.
"What happened to the Pillars of Destruction?" Lan Xihe muttered to herself.
…
Time passed by quickly.
A flock of flying beasts flew past the sky above Zhixu's Pillar of Destruction.
In the ancient formations.
Lu Zhou heard a crisp noise.
Perhaps, not much time had passed, but Lu Zhou felt as though a lifetime had passed.
