"That's fine, we've rested for a long time, it's time we moved a little." The No.1 Clone remarked with a slight smile.
"Go, whether the sect can haul in a big catch, it all depends on you." Xu Fan's mouth raised slightly at the corners.
10 days later, outside Wanqing Island.
Zhang Weiyun's chaos avatar waved farewell to the Hidden Spirit Island.
A primordial treasure-level human clan palace, leading a group of spiritual treasure-level mounts, shuttled quickly through the chaos area.
It opened up one space after another, providing an easy path for the spiritual treasure-level mounts to follow.
Xu Fan, at the top of the Hidden Spirit Island Main Peak, gazed at the group of primordial treasure-level mounts ahead and then turned to look at Hidden Spirit Island.
"As expected, the top-tier power of the human clan, each of their travels involves a primordial treasure."
"Pu Tao, bring out our Temple of Holy Light, we can't fall behind." Xu Fan said, stroking his chin.
