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A vast and boundless green prairie stretched out under a clear sky.
Deep underground, an Iron Tail Scorpion was carrying Shen Long, Chu Buyu, and Shen Hai swiftly forward, protected by a thick yellow light shield.
In Shen Hai's hand, he held a Purple Pupil Bead, scanning their surroundings for any situation.
Unlike a hundred years ago, the Tianyuan Tribe had abandoned a vast amount of their territory, congregating at several major strongholds, leaving many areas deserted.
On their journey, they had hardly encountered even Foundation Establishment Cultivators, let alone Nascent Soul Cultivators.
"The storms in Heavenly Wind Cave Heaven are frequent. We can hide there, and the Tianyuan Tribe cultivators likely won't come looking for us. Plus, the chances of encountering fifth-order Monster Beasts are very low,"
Chu Buyu said.