507 507. Sandworms

Noah and the elders stared at the sky above the clouds in silence for a while before returning to reality and lowering their faces, their minds had wandered enough, they were only halfway through their journey after all.

"There isn't much that can be taught at this point, every cultivator is different and the path toward the higher ranks can only be paved by yourself. This is the miraculous yet solitary life that every being looking for power must walk. Let's resume our journey now."

Elder Hope spoke those last words before flying south, Noah and the elders quickly followed behind her, no one spoke after that.

Another month passed, the group sent by the Hive continuously flew through the clouds as it reached for the southwestern coast of the piece of Immortal Lands.

The endless sea was below them for the whole time, they were making sure to never go too close to the new land even though they had long crossed the areas where the encampments of the three big nations were.