Lin Xuan looked around strangely. This place was ordinary and was no different from ordinary forests.
The ancestor sighed. Could it be that he had come to the wrong place?
He turned to look at the ancestor and asked, "Ancestor, did I go to the wrong place?"
However, he came with spiritual qi. That shouldn't be the case!
Lin Qingtian shook his head, "It's fine. Go in!"
They were currently standing in a forest. Trees were everywhere, and there was nothing special.
The trees were tall, and the dense leaves covered the sun, casting huge shadows.
He observed carefully. There seemed to be no characteristics that matched the entrance to the mystic realm.
Just as Lin Xuan was puzzled, Lin Qingtian took three steps to the left, two steps forward, and finally three steps to the left.
