"Is this your home base in Yan State, junior fellow mate?"
Mid-air.
Wang Ba and Zhao Feng were looking down at Yong'an City below them.
Zhao Feng couldn't help but ask curiously.
Wang Ba nodded slightly, his tone tinged with a hint of nostalgia:
"Yes, this place was originally just a gathering place for Rogue Cultivators. It was later turned into a city by the local Sects. I had to leave in a hurry, so I'm not sure if it has been destroyed by the three major Sects. Let's go down and have a look."
The two of them descended quickly.
To Wang Ba's surprise, Yong'an City was deserted, with hardly any Rogue Cultivators in sight.
There were very few life auras when he spread his Spiritual Sense around.
In fact, it was even more deserted than when he was forcibly taken away by the three major Sects.
It appeared almost like a ghost town.
Wang Ba didn't think too much of it and led Zhao Feng straight in front of his mansion.