1782 Old Place, Old Acquaintances

It was clear that Zhang Ruochen was not an ordinary person. As soon as he walked out of the Qianshui Royal City, he composed himself and hid everything deep down his heart.

There were more important things to do.

Raising his head and taking a deep breath, Zhang Ruochen noticed something different.

"Qianshui Commandery can only be regarded as a remote place in the Eastern Region. To think that the spiritual qi here is so potent that there is a trace of Saint Qi flowing in the air.

"It looks like the Kunlun Realm is really beginning to recover!"

Some time ago, the concentration of spiritual qi in Qianshui Commandery had been less than one-fifth of what it was now.

It could be inferred that sacred grounds occupied by top-class sects and schools would have even more potent spiritual qi and Saint Qi.

A second later, Zhang Ruochen began exploring the place.