The Spirit Crane lightly flapped its wings.
It occasionally let out a joyful crane cry.
Zhang Jing sat cross-legged on the Spirit Crane, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.
The scenery below quickly passed through his sight until ... three familiar beech trees appeared.
We are here!
Zhang Jing's eyes shimmered slightly.
He did not command the Spirit Crane to land like he did last time, but continued to fly forward.
Just when he had left Langya County earlier today.
Zhang Jing keenly noticed an elusive gaze behind him, akin to a bone-eating maggot, no matter how he controlled the Spirit Crane's flight, he couldn't shake it off.
The only good news was that the other party did not give him a sense of lethal threat.
It showed that the highest cultivation level was at most the seventh stage of Qi Refinement.
"Being watched ... who might it be?"
