"I hope Zhicheng is still waiting for me at the Witch Sect headquarters and hasn't ventured too far away to search."
With this thought in mind, Chen Xuan oriented himself and employed his escape art to fly toward the outer reaches of the mountain range. Not long after he took flight, he suddenly sensed three familiar auras rapidly closing in on his position.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, you actually haven't left the Northern Wilderness? You dare to continue searching for the Eight-Trigram Pagoda in the Heavenly Absolute Mountain Range?" The voice, filled with indignation, belonged to none other than the Young Witch Lord, Wu Chenlu.
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