Early morning on the second day.

The sun was only beginning to get up. The ground was still covered by a black layer; the air filled with coldness.

The lion-tiger hybrids began again, following the path on Huo Xin’s map to head for the ancient pagoda.

They left the city heading northward with incredible speed - 8,000 miles before noon.

A mountain range lay before them, an auspicious location in this prefecture named Belly.

Several sects were built on this land. Rumor has it that a tiny spirit vein existed below, making this place quite suitable for cultivation.

They were considered second-rate at best, not on the same level as the ancient sects like Sun Moon in the slightest.

The Luo was a vassal under Six Worship Sect, one of these second-rate ones.

Of course, Feng Feiyun would...