High above, three spiritual boats left Lingxuan City under the cover of night.
Without any reluctance.
The entire Lingxuan City was left with only over ten thousand elderly mortals and a few dozen cultivators determined to defend it with their lives.
It had become an empty city.
The spiritual boats flew fast, traversing mountains and rivers, flying for a whole half day.
Eventually, they arrived at a mountain range shrouded in mist.
This mountain range spanned several hundred miles, all surrounded by fog.
Not to mention mortals, even cultivators would likely lose their way if they entered.
In the center of the encircling mountains was a basin.
The capital of the Fog Country, Fog City, was nestled in the valley of this basin; this was also the founding place of the Celestial Pill Sect.
Hundreds of feet high above, the spiritual boats slowly sailed into the mountains, surrounded by mist with very low visibility.
