Xie Lian and the Greenstone Ancestor couldn't help but exchange glances.
"Daoist Xie Lian, what should we do? Should we follow them?" the Greenstone Ancestor asked somewhat uneasily.
"Han Li's words do make sense. Since things have changed, staying here isn't the wise choice anymore. Let's go see what's really happening," Xie Lian said, after several quick changes in her expression, biting her silver teeth.
Then, with a flick of her sleeve, a shadow of a flower flashed behind her, transforming into an illusory figure shooting forward.
The Greenstone Ancestor sighed lightly at this, forming a gesture with one hand, and a rolling green mist enveloped him as he soared up to follow.
Meanwhile, Han Li, along with Daoist Xie, was racing down a narrow passage towards the source of the intense tremors.
Although the sky restriction still existed under the power of the Ancient Seal, with the Mahayana beings like Han Li exerting all their mana, their speed of travel wasn't too slow.
