As he flew, Li Fan occasionally sensed divine senses sweep over him from below.

But each time, upon seeing that he was merely passing through, they withdrew.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Li Fan arrived outside the mountain range Shuo Feng had indicated.

Sixteen towering peaks rose from the range like a giant dragon winding through the land.

Even outside the protective array, Li Fan could feel the dense spiritual qi swirling within.

The moment he arrived, a female cultivator in a pale yellow dress flew out from one of the peaks and came before him.

"You must be the young master's guest. This way, please."

Her demeanor was deeply respectful. She led Li Fan through the protective array and into...