Whatever It Was, It Was Good

The turtle demonic beast continued crossing Yeonha for a long while even after the walls of Cheonnam Immortal City disappeared beyond the horizon.

Each time its massive body, nearly the size of a small mountain, pushed through the water, enormous waves rose on either side.

Baek Cheong sat quietly on its shell and surveyed the surroundings.

The tower ships traveling across the lake had disappeared long ago, and even with her divine sense spread out to thirty-five zhang, there was no trace of cultivators or surveillance.

At last, the turtle demonic beast turned toward a lakeshore untouched by human hands.

It was a place where low rocks and sparse reeds rose here and there.

When its massive foot pressed into the shallow water, wet sand was pushed aside, and it slowly came to a stop.

‘This should be far enough.’

Even so, Baek Cheong did not immediately take out any premium-grade spirit stones.

Several Nascent Soul great cultivators were staying in Cheonnam Immortal City...