After passing Four Seasons City, one entered the territory of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, within a range of three hundred miles.
Xiao Yi had already taken off his Ghost Mask and changed out of his usual black robe, reverting to the attire he used to wear in Purple Cloud City.
His clothes were those of a wealthy young master, and his handsome appearance bore an air of unruly nobility.
He ran all the way. Within the three-hundred-mile range, there was a vast and boundless forest teeming with wild beasts and insects, but not a single demon beast.
On the road, there was no sign of human life either.
Xiao Yi suddenly found it strange and thought to himself, "Isn't today the day the Sky-splitting Sword Sect is recruiting disciples? Why can't I see even a ghostly shadow?"
After a moment, Xiao Yi shook his head, unwilling to dwell on it any further.
Several hours later, when he saw the extraordinary and majestic palaces in the distance, he finally stopped.
