I’m Not a Guardian

30 miles were nothing to cultivators, especially to those in the Thousand Realms Whirling stage. It was not different from sticking together.

Lu Zhou recalled the scene when he saw Princess Mulberry again. It was hard to imagine she was one of the ten zombie kings. He could not even smell a hint of a zombie from her with the power of smell. Was there such a difference between the zombie kings? Princess Mulberry and Ying Gou were completely different.

It was abnormally quiet at the ring-shaped lake.

White cranes hovered above the surface of the lake near the giant mulberry tree. They looked scattered, but in fact, with a discerning eye, one would be able to see they were incredibly organized.

The ring-shaped lake was not big and was not particularly remarkable. In contrast, the beautiful and ancient giant mulberry tree was rather eye-catching. It did not look like it belonged in the Unknown Land.