By this time, in the valley, Lin Tianming and another person stood side by side on the peak of a mountain.
They first surveyed the surrounding area and found that everything was calm, with no apparent danger.
Afterward, they looked out toward the horizon, where a shadowy outline could be seen. It was the city walls of Qianchuan Market.
After a long while, Hu Yuan was the first to break the brief silence.
"Lin, do you have any information on the outcome of that huge Golden Core battle? Is Qianchuan Market safe now?"
Hearing this, Lin Tianming also showed a serious expression, his mind naturally starting to speculate.
In fact, they had crossed more than a dozen mountain ranges during this period, passing through many places and encountering some cultivators.
Every time they met someone, they would proactively approach and make inquiries about the major events that had recently happened in the cultivation world.
