After leaving Luo Chi City, Chu Nan continuously changed directions in the southern desert under the astonished gaze of Zhuge Yun.
Until Zhuge Yun said: "Master, the Spiritual Energy here is nearly extinct, and no one would appear here for decades; you can rest assured that no one will come."
Chu Nan stopped, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings, an extraordinary soul releasing a Spiritual Sense that extended wildly outward.
After confirming that there wasn't even a bug under the desert, he felt relieved.
He glanced at Zhuge Yun, then waved his large hand.
Immediately, a scene appeared that shocked Zhuge Yun—a massive True Martial Holy Hall seemed to descend from the sky before his eyes.
The dreadful aura of its grand state made him tremble, standing before it feeling like dust, akin to an ant.
"What... what is this? Why do I feel an aura not less than that of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall on this palace!" Zhuge Yun looked at Chu Nan in shock.
