They walked out for tens of miles through the dense forest, managing to avoid many cultivators along the way, and finally arrived at the important region of the Undying Clan. Enveloped in fairy-like mist with beautiful mountains looming through, truly a treasure land of spiritual wisdom in the Central Earth World, lay in front of them.
Further ahead were scented flowers, chirping birds, cascading waterfalls, and flowing springs. It felt like entering a fairy's Good Fortune Paradise.
Xiao Chen's emotions fluctuated. This was undoubtedly a holy land. The Undying Clan's founder, the Evil King, had left a tremendous reputation in the Human World, a figure that has been shocking throughout the ages. In the Human World, he had never imagined associating with the Evil King. After all, the figure in legends for thousands of years was just too distant for him. But now, he had arrived at the base of the Undying Clan.
Was the brilliant and talented Evil King truly residing here?
