"Let's go back to Wind Ridge Town."
Qin Yang looked at Nangong Feiyang and the others, and said.
"Yes, Sect Leader."
Nangong Feiyang and the others responded in unison.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
With a whistling sound, the figures of Qin Yang, Nangong Feiyang, Zilan, and others flew up, transforming into streaks of light, heading towards the direction of Wind Ridge Town.
A quarter of an hour later, in the distance, a town appeared in the sight of Nangong Feiyang, Zilan, and the others.
"Brother Qin Yang, that's Wind Ridge Town, isn't it?"
Zilan asked excitedly.
After entering the Nine Provinces Sacred Domain, they went directly to the Celestial Cyan Mountain Range and hadn't visited a town where human cultivators gathered.
"Yes, that is Wind Ridge Town."
Qin Yang smiled and nodded.
At this moment, around them, many streaks of light flew by; some cultivators were riding flying mounts, while others walked on air.
