"The Southern Mountain's City is just ahead."
On the spirit ship.
Zhou Mubai pointed at a city pass at the end of his vision.
Compared to the Linwu Immortal City, the Southern Mountain's City was undoubtedly much smaller. But even so, it was still far from being comparable to a mortal city.
It seemed that they had already known the whereabouts of the Southern Army. The Southern City was already surrounded by a defensive array.
Through the formation, Chen Daoxuan and Zhou Mubai could see the late-stage Golden Core cultivator standing on the city wall.
"It's him!"
Zhou Mubai's expression froze when he saw the Golden Core on the city wall. He had clearly recognized him.
"Who is it?"
Chen Daoxuan turned around and looked at him curiously.
