Walking eastward, the land was so vast that nothing obstructed the view, so that when Zhu Minglang left the group, everyone else could clearly see him.
"Where is Venerable Zhu going?" Wei Huan quickly asked.
By now, Wei Huan had decided that Zhu Minglang was the most trustworthy person in this group of gods. Although Shen Sang, the East Palace Swordsman, finally regained his full strength, you couldn't tell how incompetent this East Palace Swordsman was until you traveled with him.
"I'll have a look around. I always feel like there's something on this gray, empty land. You all rest, I'll go by myself," Zhu Minglang said.
"Then we'll leave it to you," Wei Huan nodded.
Watching Zhu Minglang's figure gradually recede into the distance, the fairy ladies from Yuheng Star Palace, who were almost asleep, began to look a bit unsettled.
Everyone was clear that without Junior Master's help, many of them would have perished on this journey.
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