Seeing Zhou Yun nod, Meng Yuxin didn't say anything else. She continued to control the skeletal throne to slowly come to a stop.
At this moment, Zhou Yun looked forward and realized that the scenery in front of him had suddenly changed.
The spiritually deprived ground was a place that had no spiritual energy and had been abandoned by cultivators for thousands of years. But now, a thousand years had passed.
Without the support of spiritual energy, the spiritual weapons would be worn down over time and eventually lose their spiritual Qi. What more an immortal sect that had no one protecting it?
Along the way, there were no signs of immortal cultivation. From sects and cultivators to the spiritual energy in the barren mountains, there was no sign of them at all.