"Master Yin, it's been a long time," Xu Zimei said with a light laugh.
"Dare not, dare not, Young Master Xu, please get into the sedan chair," Yin Wuheng hurriedly nodded in response.
Although he did not know the relationship between Xu Zimei and the Old Ancestor, he would not dare to neglect someone specially taken care of by the elder.
Subsequently, Xu Zimei sat in the sedan chair, which was lifted by four yakshas and swiftly carried forward.
The others followed around the sedan, all heading in the direction of the Old Land.
The surroundings of the Old Land had still not undergone any changes.
Darkness and dark-tolerant plants shrouded the area, with the whole world silent in their embrace.
Halfway through the journey of the sedan, sudden sounds of fighting came from outside.
Xu Zimei lifted the curtain to look and saw that on the slopes of the mountains on both sides, a group of dark creatures had suddenly burst forth.
