The Convent of the Wind and Clouds was going to be held in the Ice Blue Sacred Land, and they ranked among the top five powers. They boasted beautiful and unique scenery.

After Huang Xiaolong and the others left the Singular Sacred Land, they headed straight for the Ice Blue Sacred Land.

Since it wasn’t too far away, Huang Xiaolong didn’t bother using the Cangqiong Dao Palace.

Stepping into the sky above the Ice Blue Sacred Land, Huang Xiaolong and the others felt refreshed. A peculiar qi blew across their faces.

“This is the rarely seen icy blue spiritual qi, it’s no wonder this place is called the Icy Blue Sacred Land!” Long Jianfei said in surprise. 

Duan Feng nodded his head, “Looks like there...