As the Flying Boat slowly approached, the members of the Jianxin Sect finally relaxed. The Market Town had not been reduced to ruins as they had imagined; in fact, it seemed completely deserted, with only a gentle breeze stirring a profound, dead silence.
"Oh? The residence of the Stationed Golden Core."
Elder Chen seemed to have noticed something. His expression tightened, and he hurriedly urged the Flying Boat toward the Stationed Golden Core's residence.
Chapter 125