Hearing the name Little Nantian, everyone cast sidelong glances.
"Senior knows about Mini Southern Heaven?" Yan Changfeng was both surprised and delighted. "Are you also a cultivator of our Little South Heaven, Senior?"
The old man didn't say anything. He quietly looked down at the magnificent rivers and mountains. A hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes, as if he had recalled something.
The treasured ship continued to fly, and the surrounding Spiritual Energy became denser and denser.
Perhaps it was because he saw the familiar scenery, but the old man was a little excited. He looked at Cheng Xu and said, "Little friend, keep it well!"
The old man's eyes turned black as he raised his hand and stabbed a ray of light into Cheng Xu's forehead.
Yan Changfeng and the others were shocked, thinking that the old man was going to harm Cheng Xu.
