On the second evening, the two men and the divine beast had already arrived outside Xuantian Sacred Land.
Under the shroud of night, Mo Yang gazed into the distance at Saintess Peak. Everything remained unchanged from before, wreathed in mist and still exuding an air of mystery.
Focusing his vision, Mo Yang could clearly make out the courtyard on Saintess Peak, as well as that lush Heavenly Dao Divine Tree.
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